Chapter 260 Unfathomable (3)

She felt as if her heart was attached with a candy. Her heart was full of sweetness. All the unfair treatment seemed to be redeemed at this moment.

Holding a glass of milk, Consuela asked, "How's the squirrel?"

"The little house for the squirrel has been delivered here and the vet is checking it," said Miranda, tightening the plate in front of her chest, in a formulaic way.

"Okay, I see."

"Mrs. Richie, Mr. Richie didn't eat much for dinner." But he told her to bring a glass of milk for Consuela. He was afraid that Consuela would have a hard time.

Stunned, Consuela waved her hand at Miranda, telling her that she got her point.

But after she left with the plate, she held the warm milk near her heart and leaned against the door frame, looking at the end of the corridor.

In the study.

The light in the corridor was not very bright. She could see the light through the gap under the door of the study. It hurt the eyes to see the bright light in it at night.

It seemed that she shouldn't be the only one who was happy. No matter how bad that guy was, he didn't torture her today. She had to show her concern.

But the man in the study was throwing a tantrum when he spoke French fluently to a poor worker through the video conference.

Consuela was about to knock on the door when she heard the man speak in French. To her surprise, the door was not closed.

She could speak a few languages. As soon as she heard his words, she knew that the man was angry, but he didn't fly into a rage. But she didn't piss him off.

Did he cultivate himself?

Halfway through his fury, he suddenly lifted his head and looked towards the door, with his eyebrows twitching. Then he said to the other end of the video meeting expressionlessly, "Well, you need to take twenty minutes off. You can make up a perfect excuse to fool me during the twenty minutes."

After saying that, he switched off the laptop, stood up and walked up to Consuela. He smoothed his messy collar of his pajamas.

He slightly bent, put his thin l

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.

lender neck and took a sip of the tea to moisten his throat. "The one who has found an excuse for himself, say it first."

He had given them chances to do so before.

After her inquiry last night, Consuela wanted to visit Tim, although he didn't usually treat her very well.

They were both embarrassed. It was better than hanging out in a cage waiting for death.

Besides, she could chat with Cassie there.

Richie didn't stop her when he knew what she was thinking. He even wanted to go with her.

She felt something wrong when she thought that he was busy with his work not long ago, but now he put down his task completely and went to see Tim.

Consuela was an honest girl. She didn't want to lie to him, so she asked, "Are you going to the hospital to finish the discharge formalities for him?"

Richie looked at her very calmly, and there was a slow flow of water in his beautiful eyes. "Do you think I will not give the employees a good holiday?"

However, he asked seriously, but the expression on his face was really subtle.

After a few seconds of silence, Consuela said, "I don't know if you'll do something to cut the patient's holidays."

'But the truth was you are a bloodsucker.'

"Stop it! How dare you say that to me?" He stretched his hands and held her into his arms. Then he pinched her face with his hand mischievously.