Stuck In His Heart novel Chapter 70

Adriana stood by the door, blocking the road. When she saw the man Consuela was holding, there was a flash of resentment in her eyes, which was too fast to be grasped.

She said sarcastically, not showing much affection. "Huh. When did you find a boyfriend? You're so adorable. I've just heard from our monitor that you're working in Sruthan Building. "

"I didn't expect that a silent and reserved person like you can do it now," She smiled amiably, as if she were smiling at a fox.

Shrugging her shoulders, Consuela forced a smile. She wanted to say something, but she didn't know how to start.

The way she spoke was still the same as before. Her sarcasm made her feel uncomfortable. But after all, she had grown up. The cool and arrogant expressions in the past had now turned into the beautiful smiles on her face.

But there was one thing she could do. It was to be patient. She didn't want to be the one who got in trouble again.

All of a sudden, Tim said with a smile, "Miss, thank you for taking care of Consuela."

After she was choked by the words, Adriana smiled embarrassedly and pulled down her face.

Since she was still a student, the relationship between her and Consuela had been as stiff as ice.

Both of them were standing at the door, looking very eye-catching. Not to mention that the class belle blocked the door and seemed to be greeting warmly.

A few minutes later, the monitor who had just finished singing a song brought them in.

"You didn't come to the class reunion for many times. You've stolen a lot of attention today," said the monitor with a smile

The dress Consuela was wearing was a new product pushed on a famous magazine. It was the brand new product, and the designer could tell that it was expensive and simple.

The tall man was pretty considerate to her. He slowed down on purpose to let her follow him.

The monitor lowered her head to see what happened. The woman with no make-up was wearing a pair of simple and elegant flat shoes.

There was a large room for people to daydream.

"You must be joking. I was really busy." Consuela explained with a smile, feeling a bit embarrassed.

Without further ado, the monitor changed the subject and asked Adriana, "Where is your husband?"

As if speaking of something that could make her feel proud, Adriana squinted her eyes and gave a faint smile. Then she shifted her gaze to Consuela and said, "He just went out to answer a phone call. He might be back soon."

Her beautiful face was vivid with the laughter.

Soon after they sat down, a man walked into the room.

The man's voice was low, and it was clear and loud with a northern accent. "What are you talking about, Adriana? Why are you so happy?"

As he tilted his head to one side, he happened to see Consuela without any make-up on her face. He was a little surprised, and the look in his eyes was strange.

"I was talking about you. Here you are. Look, our quiet goddess has come." As she spoke, she turned around and held his hand with a wry smile.

'Well, what a cold goddess? She is just a green tea bitch.'

She was a chaste woman and no one would know what kind of person she was.

The man greeted the woman in a graceful manner. Whether it was talking or acting, he was always right. "Hi, Consuela. Long time no see," he greeted.

Sitting on the sofa, she smiled and held his hand back, polite and distant.