Stuck In His Heart

Chapter 156 It's None Of Your Business（3）

When she nodded, Consuela could see clearly that the man, who wore dark clothes, flew away along the wind. Against the wind, he was tall and slender, with the slender figure as jade.

"Did he drive here by himself?" Consuela gradually came to her senses. After the figure of the person disappeared, she turned her head and asked Tim.

When she walked out of the mall, she saw a familiar car waiting outside the door, but he took her in the limousine.

"Over the speed limit, he got a ticket, but he worried about your safety. As soon as he heard that you were in trouble, he immediately rushed over," Tim said with a triumphant look. NôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.

That person had left several business leaders behind. Although there was still a chance to save him, it was clear that she was important.

Consuela nodded and got out of the car with Tim, lost in thought.

He just exceeded the speed limit. The moment he walked towards her, she could still smell the alcohol.

After following the man for a few steps, she felt nothing wrong. When she lifted her leg suddenly, her ankle was painful. The muscle spasm and pain were pulled into her muscle and she could no longer walk.

The person who was walking in front of her was not found out that she had left behind. He muttered all the way until he turned around. "Consuela..."

The woman's scream was so distorted that it made his heart sink when he saw the woman curling up not far behind him.

Richie had only been away for a short while, but his life was in danger because of her. He knew without guessing that he would be scolded hard by Richie.

Noticing the woman's sweat on her forehead, Tim felt the same way. "Hey, Consuela, how are you feeling now? I'll call the boss for you. Bear with it."

"Phew!" Consuela squatted down and put on a faint smile. She didn't dare to move anymore because she was afraid that she might be too excited and affect her baby in the belly.

The man who received the call immediately pushed open the reserved box. In the eyes of a group of people who were confused, he apologized, "sorry, something happened to my wife. I'll be right back."

Ignoring the sighs of the people inside, he walked out of the room and saw Consuela who looked pale as a sheet and Tim, who was speaking to her in a loud voice.

In fact, Tim didn't dare to touch Consuela before him for some reason. But no matter what the reason was, he was selfish.

The woman broke out in a cold sweat because of the pain. She even comforted him that he didn't need to worry about her. She sprained her ankle when she was pushed in the mall.

She didn't think it was a big deal when she got on the car with Richie. Unexpectedly, the pain broke out suddenly.

When she smiled bitterly, Tim had stepped back. The man who ran towards her picked her up, with one hand around her waist and the other crossing back of the knee.

Even though she gained a lot of weight, he found that she was still very light when she was hugged.

"Tell me if you have any pain. I'll take you to the hospital now. I can deal with it in an emergency on the way."

Consuela was surprised by this sudden hug. She heard the man's words and quickly refused.

"I don't have to go to the hospital. I just sprained my ankle. I'll find a place to deal with it. It doesn't hurt that much."

Her face was pale and her lips were pale too. He wouldn't have believed her.

Without stopping his pace, Richie continued to walk out of the hotel. He said to the person next to him, "Call Cassie and call a car over."

Before Tim could respond, Consuela said stubbornly, "I don't want to go to the hospital now. If you take me there today, I'll have nothing to say anymore."

His attempt to show her good intentions was in vain. In order not to throw her on the marbles, he endured his temper.

He looked down and frowned, but he finally chose to compromise. "Don't call Cassie. Ask this well prepared doctor to come here."

He changed a direction and took the elevator directly to the top floor where he had spent a lot of money.

"When did you twist your ankle?" In the closed space, Richie wanted to shift her attention by talking with her.

Furrowing her eyebrows, Consuela thought for a while. Finally, she shook her head and replied, "I don't know what's wrong. I just feel pain all of a sudden."

Even without raising her head, she could still feel the sudden change of temperature around the man. She endured the pain and joked, "people who don't know me might think that I'm going to birth a baby."

Richie's face was as dark as ink. He lowered his head and complained, "it's not funny."

He knew what happened to her leg, but he didn't find it.

'I should have been more careful, ' he thought.

However, the soothing atmosphere didn't make it worse. Consuela put her arms around the man's neck and rested her face against his chest.

She was like a brave person, even though she was in great pain, she still got the incredible feeling from the man.

"Nothing serious. It was just a little pain." Said Consuela stiffly, pressing her hands against the back of the man's neck.

The warm air went through the man's skin through his thin clothes and made him feel itchy.

The moment Richie opened his mouth, "If you say one more word, I'll throw you on the ground."

Consuela seemed to be walking in the cold winter. It was not easy for her to find a pillow in winter, but she found that it was even colder than the ice.

Curling up in the man's arms, she quivered slightly, then closed her eyes and kept silent.

It was not until the man let go of the hand that she stretched out her legs and hugged the man's waist directly regardless of the pain.

The position was so ambiguous that the other two medical artists couldn't help coughing.

Richie froze for two seconds before he continued. He swiped the room card and pushed the door in. "When did you become so sensitive?"

The laughter was like a blazing light that could warm all the coldness.

"I'm just afraid that you will really throw me to the ground. After all, your face just now..." Looked like dark clouds.

Richie's face darkened again. She finally swallowed the last few words and sank into her stomach.

She still wanted to see the sun tomorrow instead of being on the newspaper. The newspaper... But when Richie went to the mall today, he did not disguise himself at all. Maybe now someone had recognized him.