Chapter 198 A Weird Call (2)

She felt too ashamed to go to her bedroom and slept on the same bed with that man as they had a fight just now. And she didn't want to turn off the wall lamp. She opened her eyes wide and could only sigh faintly.

She was becoming more and more coward.

Right then, the phone was hung up. The annoying voice disappeared. She got out of bed and poured herself a glass of water.

When she passed the corridor, her eyes inevitably stayed on the door of the master bedroom for a few seconds. Then she forced herself to walk away under the bright light without any attachment.

She looked calm, but she felt restless in her heart.

She didn't sleep well, just like riding a restless ship. She always changed the direction when she was about to ashore.

She herself even gave up the treatment. And the dream never came to an end.

Consuela opened her eyes, hiding the last trace of fear in her heart. She picked up the pillow used to block her vision the day before, held the mobile phone and dared not press the button yet.

She stared at her mobile phone awkwardly for a few minutes, and then her heart almost jumped out of her chest when the phone suddenly lit up.

She didn't realize that she was wrong until her phone was thrown into the bed and the battery on her phone was powered off.

Even though she knew it was her fault, she still couldn't muster up courage to ask herself to reassemble the phone and start it again.

No matter who it was, she was not in the mood to deal with it at the moment.

She took a deep breath and walked out of the room. Just at this time, she ran into the man who opened the door. She looked at that man in a suit and did not show any expression on his face.

It was the nature of a boss to pay employees salary, and this was not like making trouble at some time.

Raising her lips, Consuela wanted to say hello to the man, or say hello to him with a smirk on her face. But when the

should I cook for Mr. Richie this evening?"

After chewing the orange, Consuela grinned foolishly recently and then she obviously felt that the temperature was dropping. Nancy watched her for a while and nodded. "Mrs. Richie let Mr. Richie hire a few body teachers for you tomorrow."

Nancy said these words but not questions. She told Consuela calmly that she needed to face a shape teacher to instruct how to do things.

As the young mistress of the Ye Clan, when she went out, she should act like a bully, not a grass being bullied.

Consuela nodded and asked, "Nancy, why do you always block my TV?"

She didn't block it by accident, but every movement had a sense of intention, which made Consuela feel uneasy from the bottom of her heart.

She stood up and looked at the TV from the woman's back. Then she saw Richie's face covered with smiles. He just frowned slightly under the strong flashlight, indicating that he couldn't accept it.

However, since he didn't stop his moves, Consuela felt a sharp pain in her heart. However, his small moves made Consuela suffer completely and sink down slowly, as if she had caught something terrible.

The more control she had, the more desire she had. The more indulgent she was, the more wild she was and she couldn't give up.