Stuck In His Heart

Chapter 60 Staying With Each Other Day And Night In The Hospital (Part 4)

In the evening, the lights in the ward were turned on, and the sky was dim. Rubbing her eyes, Consuela looked at the energetic young man and yawned.

Consuela stretched herself and asked with a bent head, "You look energetic after getting sick, don't you?"

He was strong with developed limbs.

The man removed his gaze from the laptop and transferred it to the woman's sleepy face. "If you are sleepy, come over here to sleep."

Yawning with her head resting on her hand was not a easy thing for her.

She was waiting for him in the villa when he came back late, just like this, sitting on the sofa and sleeping unconsciously.

Consuela opened her eyes in amazement. The man had kept smiling for the first time. A dash of indescribable smile crept onto his face.

That really frightened her.

Consuela didn't think too much about it. She simply tucked herself in and asked, "You can't sleep. Do I need read books for you?"

It was said that children always asked adults to read fairy tales for them, but for the giant babies at their age...

She might need to read a few pages of the Bible to cleanse the holy things such as mental belief.

The man looked at her and said in a cold and distant tone, "Do you want to try my bottom line?"Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

He didn't give her the cold face. She must have learnt how to be naughty.

Being irritated by Bun's joke, Consuela couldn't help but shiver. She stood up and waved her hand, saying, "you're just kidding. Don't take it seriously."

'If you really dislike me, beat me.'

She could only say these words in the bottom of her heart, and she was not sure if that man with bad temper would beat her if he said it out.

In the dark night, the moon shed silver light all over the plants on the balcony. Being treated coldly, Consuela couldn't help but get in the bed.

Richie liked to occupy the middle when he slept, and Consuela followed him to sleep on the edge of the bed.

Dissatisfied with the distance, Richie frowned and pulled her into his arms. He snorted as if he was in a good mood.

Unable to break free from Richie, Consuela opened her mouth and said in a low voice, "You have a sharp pain in your hand, don't you?"

Now her arms were firmly grabbed by him.

The man lowered his head and approached her, smiling slightly. "Maybe it's intermittent."

Confused by the warm breath beside her ear, she obviously had no energy to distinguish what he had said.

She frowned and tried to hypnotize herself. She decided not to talk to the beast anymore.

Richie put his head on hers and laughed quietly.

Of the two of them, he was the one who had the better sleep. Yesterday, he was used to holding her in his arms, so he had a good sleep for a while.

But before that he even drank some medicine with sleeping elements and the sleep quality was still not very good.

This woman in his arms might have some magic power.

He stopped thinking, smiled and fell asleep.

She heard Richie's rhythmic breathing. She let out a long sigh, wanting to break free from his arms. But his hands were as hard as iron walls, unable to move at all.

After using all her skills, Consuela finished the appraisal. She was definitely sure that the man grew up eating iron, or he would not be so heavy.

She couldn't fall asleep. She didn't know if it was because it was not the right bed or for other reasons.

When she was about to turn around in the man's arms with embarrassment.

The man's deep and hoarse voice flowed through the darkness of the night. "Don't move a bit, or you'll face the consequences."

The frightened woman, rigid in an uncomfortable position, fell asleep strangely.

Consuela thought that she must have a mental illness.

Otherwise, it was destiny to be bullied.

The next morning, Consuela woke up first.

The sun shone through the window glass and danced across the room. She looked right into the man's eyes. Against the light, the man's face was beautiful.

He had a good appearance, a superior family background, and a clever brain and too powerful means.

It seemed that he was particularly favored.

Consuela shook her head resignedly. This was the gap between people. As much as it was widened, there would be as much dissatisfaction in their hearts

She ruffled her hair and moved the man's hands from her waist. She got up to prepare breakfast for him.

She still remembered his complacent look yesterday.

The woman reached out her hand and pretended to punch him. She wanted to punch him on the face across the air, but finally she could do nothing but pass a dry taste. She curled her lips and left to ask for porridge.

He just snickered. How could he find such a considerate and friendly body maid.

After washing her face and brushing her teeth, Consuela left the ward in a hurry. The man in the bed was sound asleep.

The woman shook her head, sighed and left. Her heart was full of envy and hatred.

She had never been treated like this even as a pregnant woman. However, Richie had only fainted before. This news had been reported by the media as they had worried about his health.

It seemed that as long as someone was related to him, they would become famous.

Then she walked out of the hospital, wearing a mask. Many reporters had waited at the hospital gate for a long time, looking dispirited.

But the hospital's confidential information was so powerful that the paparazzi couldn't find him anywhere.

These people came after him because they heard a male star was hospitalized, but they found another explosive point.

Richie, the business giant, fainted into hospital and was accompanied by a worn-out woman in the operating room.

As soon as she saw the message, she took a sip of water, and the water flooded the screen.

She didn't know why she looked so haggard except for the severe dark circles.

Luckily, the news had just been released. The pictures had been blurred under the pressure of the PR Department of Sruthan Group.

It was hard to tell who they were.

As she squeezed out of the encirclement, she suddenly saw a familiar person. She was about to greet her, but that person had disappeared into the crowd.

It was Debbie whom she hadn't seen for a long time.

Why did she rush to the hospital? Besides, it was supposed to be working hours.

She took out her cell phone and surfed on the Internet, finding that she had replied to the message she sent yesterday an hour ago.

Although they hadn't known each other for a long time, both of them had a feeling that they regretted not to have known each other before. So they couldn't express their feelings in words.

After walking out of the hospital for some distance, Consuela began to call Debbie. After a long while, the phone was finally connected.

A clean, attractive male voice flowed out of the microphone. "What's wrong?"

This sudden question shocked Consuela. She looked at the caller's name and was more confused after she confirmed that it was Debbie. What was the situation now?

It seemed that the stranger was unsatisfied that she didn't answer his call. "You want her. Call her later."

Without waiting for her response, he hung up the phone.

The ringtone was busy, so Consuela had to put down her phone.

It seemed that Debbie came to the hospital to visit her friend, but which friend she was visiting needed to be studied.