Chapter 109 Do You Want To Abort My Child（2）

Consuela was rendered speechless. She didn't know how to answer such a question.

Her attitude was friendly and kind, but Harry didn't listen to her. He was absorbed in his own imagination and could not get rid of it.

So she went against him and said with courage, "Beat me if you are something. If you dare not beat me, you are not a man."

She was making trouble for bad mouth.

Noticing that the condition was not so good, Sheryl hurried forward to look at her sister hypocritically, whose wrist was still held by the man. She pretended to be sad and said, "It's all my fault. I shouldn't leave you alone here and deal with the company's affairs."

Consuela was amused by Sheryl's self-reproach. With a frown, she held the woman's hand with her left hand and said with a smile, "Don't worry. I'm fine."

They talked for a long time as if they were good sisters, and the man beside them was not very pleased and his face darkened.

"Miss, if you don't have anything else to say, I'll take her leave first." He stepped forward, stopping them from looking at each other.

Let the women behind him stare at the back of his head and lose their temper. Don't let them talk any more.

Didn't she go back home once a few days ago? Why didn't she finish talking at that time? Now she wanted to talk again?

Sheryl took a step back and smiled awkwardly. It was obvious that the man showed his impatience, but they seemed to have met before. Wasn't he familiar?

Moreover, he had a strong aura, just like a senior who had been in a high position for a long time. It was really hard to say.

Sheryl had a graceful smile on her face, and her long eyelashes had betrayed the obvious jealousy in her eyes. In a soft voice, she said, "Please take good care of my sister, Consuela."

He nodded obediently, grabbed Consuela's wrist and dragged her out of the box. But there was no pity at all.

Sheryl touched her chin and felt something weird. There was no specific reason

Drugged one night by her ex-boyfriend, a mysterious man took advantage of her in an ecstatic night filled with sex.

To take her revenge, she married the man, and used him.

"As long as I'm alive, I'm still his legal wife, while all of you are just his mistresses."

She remained adamant even when he was involved in scandals with other women.

Eventually she stormed off after she learned that he had betrayed her again.But life brought her back to him a few years later, to his astonishment.

cious, Consuela. Trust me. This man did this all for you," a voice said from the bottom of her heart.

But she still couldn't believe it. Her face was not that big, and she especially had the so-called self-awareness.

In the meantime, Richie kicked the man, who had been kicked by him before, to the ground again. Perhaps it was because he had stayed in his office for too long a time that Harry could not avoid his attack at all.

When Harry was about to move sideways to ward off, Richie had kicked him with all his strength. He had never thought of holding back.

As Harry had no power to fight back and was paralyzed to the ground again, he began to cough violently, but each time he coughed, he was extremely painful.

It hurt so much as if his ribs were pressed by something sharp.

Consuela, who was standing aside and watching the fight, couldn't help but furrow her eyebrows. The man in front of her was good at fighting, and it seemed that Harry could only be beaten by him.

Gripping the man's collar, Richie raised his hand and pressed his head against his chest. He curved his thin lips into a particularly cold smile. "Do you think that this time your headline is not enough to show your good ability?"

He paused, "It doesn't matter. I will give you a chance to make up for your mistake."