Chapter 7 Ample Opportunities

However, Consuela couldn't bear it anymore. Her lips trembling, she denied, "I said it wasn't me! I didn't want to marry you either! "

She obviously loved someone else, She didn't even bother to marry him. Why would she marry him! Although...

When she thought of Harry, the light on her face faded again. But in the eyes of Richie, her expression meant that she acquiesced in her crime.

"Aha, do you play tricks on me? How many times do I have to tell you? This method means nothing to me. " Disdain was written all over his face.

Consuela took a deep breath, raised her voice and snapped back, "How many times do you want me to repeat? I didn't do it! Whether it was the accident in the hotel or the porn photo scandal, I didn't know at all! "

She felt very aggrieved. It seemed that no matter how she explained, nobody would believe her. It seemed that everyone thought that she was scheming, and this was simply useless to her!

‘Harry thought in his mind, so does this man. No one will believe me. I didn't do anything wrong. I am also a victim!'

Tears welled up in her eyes again. The number of tears she had shed today was even bigger than the ones she had cried in the past few years!

As for her crying, he thought she just wanted his sympathy. What a scheming woman she was!

But it was more fun, wasn't it? A bitter smile cracked his lips. His life was boring. Now that there was someone challenging his authority, he would like to torture her until she realized she was wrong!

With an arrogant and bloodthirsty smile on his face, he snorted and then bent down slowly to say, "You must be very happy, right? Your goal is finally achieved! I decide to marry you! "

Consuela was stunned, not knowing what to do. When did she say that she wanted to marry him?!

"What? Too happy?”

“ That's right. All the women like you want it by all means! Now, Congratulations, you have succeeded! "

As he spoke, he drew closer to her.

Those words brought Consuela back to her senses. She refused in a trembling voice, "I... I will not marry you! "

Richie didn't stop, as if he hadn't heard it.

Startled, Consuela pushed the door open with her teeth gritted. She ran out of the room without even looking back.

Watching her receding figure, the man with sunglasses asked respectfully, "Boss, shall we take her back?"

"No need. Let her go! Send someone to watch her and report everything to me, " pondering for a while, he continued, "and, suppress the news of the photographs. I hope after tomorrow morning, I will never see them again! If any media journalists come here to report, I don't want to see them again! "

"Yes, sir!"

His face was as cold as ice. Staring at the direction of Consuela's receding figure, he gave a hunter like smile.

'Woman, we have ample time!'!

***

Consuela walked on the street alone, out of her mind. The cold wind was blowing, making her feel cool all over.

She couldn't help protecting her arms with both hands and raising her head slightly, or tears would fall.

The thought of what Harry had said made her heartache, as if something was blocked in her throat, making it difficult for her to breathe.

Why did this happen?

Standing at the door, Consuela inhaled deeply and closed her eyes. After taking a few deep breaths to calm herself down, she opened the door and walked in as if nothing had happened.

"Dad, mom, I'm back,"

She tried her best to pretend as if nothing had happened.

When Johnson Xia and Linda Xia, who were watching TV with Sheryl, heard the noise, they turned to look at Consuela with a smile. "Hi, Consuela!"

"Consuela," then Sheryl greeted

Consuela.

She nodded in response.

Sheryl glanced at her, and then smiled shyly. "Father, mother, I want to tell you something."

Upon hearing this, Consuela stopped in her tracks. She had wanted to go straight to her bedroom.

"Good news or bad news?" Linda Xia asked.

"Well, it's a piece of good news." Sheryl measured the size and concluded, her face still flushed.

"Look, our daughter is so shy. Does she have a boyfriend?" the elegant Mr. Xia rubbed his glasses and teased.

Sheryl hesitated for a while and then nodded. Surprised, Sheryl's mother opened her eyes wide and took Sheryl's hand, "Sheryl, is that true?"

Sheryl nodded her head slowly and said yes.

"Whose son is he? When will you take her back? " Linda Xia said happily.

Consuela's body froze. She wanted to leave, but she couldn’t move, as if her feet were made of lead.

Her face turned pale and she unconsciously tightened her fists.

Sheryl was satisfied with her reaction. She smiled and said, "Mom, it's not anyone else. It's Harry."

As soon as Johnson Xia and Linda Xia stopped talking, the smile on their faces froze, and the atmosphere suddenly became a bit weird.

But after a few seconds, they quickly got back to normal.

Linda Xia looked a little embarrassed, as if she hesitated for a while, or frowned. She wanted to ask, "Is it the truth? He... "

"Harry? He is a good boy. We know him since he was a child. We don't have to worry about him! "

However, before Linda Xia could finish her words, she was interrupted by her husband, who gave his wife a look and reminded her clearly.

Linda Xia immediately realized what had happened. She agreed, "Yes, you're right. Harry is a good boy. Quite good... "

After she finished speaking, she turned to look at Consuela who was standing at the door all the time. "Do you know?"

Hearing her mother's voice, Consuela lowered lowered her eyes to hide the tears in them. Then she raised her head and forced a smile. "Yes, I know."

And it seemed that she didn't care about it at all.

Sheryl's mother put down her doubts and patted on the back of Sheryl's hand, sincerely blessed, "That's good, that's good!"

She had thought that Harry and Consuela loved each other, but it turned out to be the same.

The corner of Sheryl's mouth was a bit stiff. In the dim living room, no one found the hatred hidden in her eyes.

She was her biological daughter. But why did she always put Consuela's feelings into consideration?

"Ahem." Johnson Xia was thoughtful and suggested, "In that case, how about calling Harry over to have dinner with us tomorrow night? We haven't seen him for a long time."

"Okay." Sheryl agreed immediately.

They seemed to get along well with each other.

At this moment, Consuela felt like an outsider who was isolated and helpless.

"By the way, Consuela, do you have a boyfriend? Don't tell us you want a surprise too. " He sensed that something was wrong with Consuela, but he couldn't figure out what it was.

"No, I didn't." Consuela answered in a low voice. Before they could say anything, she took a deep breath and walked towards her room. "I feel a little tired. I will go back to my room and have a rest."

The moment Consuela closed the door, she could hear that the three of them were discussing something about Harry. She could imagine how happy Sheryl was.

Her heart was sinking. She couldn't hold back the tears that had been suppressing for a long time.

On the other side, Richie sat at his desk. He refused the girls his parents arranged for him.

"Well, you don't need to arrange blind dates for me anymore. I'm already married."