Stuck In His Heart

Chapter 45 The Baseline Of Three Years Ago (2)

Consuela was stunned by the amount of food in her bowl.

She couldn't help but laugh. It was true that time changes. She pretended to be considerate to him at the Ye's house while he turned his back to the other side.

Although she was suspected, she didn't have a strong aversion. She ate the food served by the man, and occasionally continued the topic of Cassie.

"How old is your child?" She took a sip of the mellow wine.

In a daze, Consuela lowered her head and touched her belly. Just as she was about to answer, the man in black spoke for her.

She could only see the meaningful look in Cassie's eyes. She smiled and thought that it was the Ye Clan's kid, and from that time on, he should feel that she was humiliated.

It was not strange for him to remember the date of their gathering. Consuela turned to look at the man, and his eyes darkened.

"What do you want to eat?"

Consuela shook her head, gesturing for him to stop asking.

The tense atmosphere was almost turned into a relaxing one, but Cassie's words dropped to the zero.

She drank a little wine on the table and said with a big tongue, "Why can't you set your mind at rest? Now that your wife is pregnant and you have a baby, the thing happened three years ago was just an accident..."

Before she finished speaking, her mouth was stuffed with a chicken drumstick by Tim. The man drank it coldly. "Even food can't stop your mouth."

The woman who had been meditated finally realized that she had said something wrong. Looking at Richie's darkened face, she decided to keep silent.

The feeling was different when she was chewing the chicken drumsticks given by Tim.

Tim looked up at the man's face, giving up the intention to be the cannon fodder, and silently finished eating. His face was still painful.

Consuela, the only person who didn't know what was going on, looked at the three of them from head to toe. They didn't talk to each other, which made her feel much more at ease.

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She had eaten almost all of the food by herself. She attributed this to the pregnant woman's physical conditions, and would have to eat a lot of tonic food, so it was not guilty of eating too much.

After he paid the bill, Richie held her hand and left the restaurant, leaving no chance for the others to say goodbye.

The man walked very fast. Consuela wore a pair of flat shoes and trotted to catch up with him. After she got into the car, her hand was directly released by him.

With a darkened face, Richie drove the driver out of the car. He was like the Yama who had just climbed up from the hell, and no one dared to provoke him.

Consuela thought she was sensible. She fastened the seat belt and took a seat near the window to avoid eye contact with him.

She was indeed very scared, but it was just a result of his bluster.

At the same time, the two people standing at the door of the restaurant watched them leaving. They stood silently in the wind, messy.

Cassie was speechless. They were obviously abandoned.

The two stood on the street in front of the shops which was getting cold. They held a glimmer of hope and were reluctant to leave. The cold wind made people want to retreat.

"How infatuated Richie is! But he is just an infatuated man even lingering in women," Cassie said in a voice dripping with sarcasm.

She couldn't believe that he would feel happy again after getting married.

She felt it difficult. But he was already married. Not long later, he might have to find her and have the baby of their love.

It was not that Tim did not understand what she meant in her words. He compressed his lips without any expression, but his eyes had been fixed on the direction in which they had left.

There was a flicker of worry in Tim's eyes. Although Richie was still able to maintain a calm image after being stimulated again and again.

However, once it broke out suddenly, no one could calm it down unless that person appeared again.

He didn't think Consuela would be of any help to Richie.

Or she could be called a burden with a cold-blooded body. When she appeared, the chance of using the baby she was carrying was not in proportion to the troublesome one.

But at this moment, Tim suddenly hoped that the girl with bright eyes could wash away Richie's darkness.

As soon as this idea came into his mind, he couldn't help but laugh out loud. It was just too whimsical.

The woman beside him, who had been neglected by him for a long time, suddenly proposed, "How about going to the newly opened amusement park in the west suburb before it is dark?"

Cassie had heard someone introduce it to her for a long time, but she didn't get a chance to go there. Now she was willing to go there with someone that she was interested in to maintain her reputation of being an absentminded worker for no reason.

"No, let's go back to each house," Tim rejected her suggestion relentlessly, with a bit of impatience in his eyes.

He still didn't know what on earth happened in the hospital. 'And amusement park? He would rather go back to the preschool to play with mud.'

"A movie is also a good idea," looking up at the man's face, she changed the subject again, "Let's go back to the hospital first, I'll take a few bags of ointment for you."

Looking at the injuries on the man's face, she sighed sadly.

Cassie got close to the man who frowned. But when she was just about to take one step, that man came to his senses, moved forward and said perfunctorily, "No, thanks. I still have something to deal with in the company. I'll go first."

"I don't care about other things. What about your face? Is it scarred?" Cassie frowned at his indifferent attitude.

However, she didn't expect that the man, who always behaved in a decent way, would suddenly burst into laughter. "If I lose my face, then prove myself and make myself more powerful."

He said it in a relaxing and careless way. Cassie bit her lower lip and remained silent. When she looked up again, that man waved to get a taxi.

When the door was half opened, he remembered that there was a woman who had taken off her white coat and was beautiful.

He said in an apologetic tone, "You can take a taxi to the hospital. See you next time."

Before the man got in the taxi and found an excuse to take a ride on the same road, he threw a bill to the driver and said, "Please hurry up. That's my ex-wife. She wants to divide my property."

The driver accepted the money with a big smile on his dark face. He drove fast on the asphalt road, and kept saying, "You are not fortunate, such a beautiful girl."

Tim joked with the driver, "My face was scratched by her. I was just discharged from the hospital and blocked the road. She wanted to beat me."

The lie was so convincing that the driver directly believed it.

When she saw the car driving away, she shrugged her shoulders indifferently. She was so cozy that she almost whistled. Walking on her high heels, she suddenly sneezed.

She raised her hand to wipe her nose, while her eyes were filled with unhappiness. It was always like this. As long as they got along alone or got close to each other, that person would immediately change his face.

It's so hard for her not to get used to it.