The perfume in the car seemed to be a different smell, a very light salty taste, like a refreshing feeling when bathing in the sea wind, but it was not as blazing as the burning heat.
With a cunning smile, she closed her eyes and said bluntly, "Yes. I'm in love with you. I'm dying to love you."
"You can't live without me?"
With a smug smile, she snorted, "humph, maybe."
Richie tightened his grip on the steering wheel. At last when it took a turn, he loosed his grip. If it was 'exactly' not 'maybe', how good it was.
However, it was a pity that Consuela didn't understand what she meant.
She always mocked up him, but she never admitted that she was a coward under the disguise of her courage. She was so thoughtful about everything.
Perhaps she didn't know how indecisive her personality was, but Richie had known it deeply.
She was a weak plant, and her life force was also very fragile, but she was also unusually tenacious. In some occasions, she just habitually flowed with the flow.
Since Angie left, Richie hadn't dealt with such a woman like her much. He appreciated the mature and steady woman with a clear mind.
But now, he suddenly became greedy. How he wished he could bind her with him for a lifetime.
But the relationship between them was in jeopardy because of some things.
"When it comes to love, what do you think you can't accept?" she asked abruptly
Her eyes were flickering with expectation. The look in them was as dark as that of the squirrel she had picked up at the villa. Sometimes, he would think that it was because of their similar looks that Consuela had fed this squirrel.
And that was why he didn't drive it away.
Richie kept silent for a long time before he said softly, "wait."
Waiting for a person without knowing the time would break a person with bad patience.
The aura in the car seemed to have solidified at the moment. Judging from the man's tone, Consuela knew that he didn't ask her a question, but she didn't mind. Now that he didn't ask her question, she decided
, they arrived at the hospital.
Annoyed by the man's question, Cassie answered quickly, "Nothing serious. Consuela was just too scared at that time. If she's really that weak, the baby would be a premature birth."
She dared not say one more word. With his excellent genes, how could an accident happen to a child easily? Unless she was too angry to go further.
Meanwhile, Consuela was sitting on a newly added bed in Tim's ward. With her phone in her hand, she was browsing the Twitter cheerfully.
When she entered the room, Tim fell asleep because of the effect of the drug. He didn't wake up until she saw the needed to refresh the Twitter.
"Consuela, how is Richie?"
Looking around, he didn't see Richie, which made him feel more terrifying.
'Why doesn't he rest here? Is he in the operating room because of his serious injury?'
Consuela wasn't sure what was going on in his mind, so she raised her hand and said, "He's still outside... chatting with Cassie..."
However, before she could finish her words, Tim even didn't put on his shoes in order and ran out straight. It seemed that he was going to cross the railing with the speed of Olympic champion's 100m hurdles.
Consuela smacked her lips in admiration for a while. She didn't understand why he was donging like that? Was it curious for Richie and Cassie to chat with each other?