Just when Richie was waiting outside the examination room, he saw the three of them come out. His face was full of unconcealed conspiracy, which made people feel a little uncomfortable.
He turned to look at Consuela, as if he wanted to know something from her. Meanwhile, he waved his hand and summoned her.
With a mischievous smile, she walked up to him and stood beside him. "There's still a chance for you to dissuade me. If they get excited later, I can't stop them," she added.
She believed that a smart man like Richie would figure out what she meant to stop. But she didn't know whether this man would step into her trap and tell her what he really thought.
However, just as she expected, he raised his hand to fix her forehead and said in a calm voice, "as long as you are happy."
What was he talking about?
Shrugging her shoulders, Consuela didn't want to say anything more. She just cast him a glance.
She was not happy at all.
But neither of them would think so.
"I have something to deal with in the company. I'll ask Tim to bring me a copy of the inspection report later. You just stay here and have fun. I'll ask Tim to be your driver later."
"It's so tiring to be your driver." Like a full-time nurse, and if he made her unsatisfied, he would have a risk of being fired.
It reminded people of the time when they had lived together with the emperor.
The man dressed in black, though delicate, did not look coquettish at all, and was indeed somewhat domineering.
Richie raised his eyebrows, as if he wanted to ask her. How did he know that being his driver was tired?
However, Consuela didn't want to argue with him anymore. She stared at him silently and said with a stony face, "I feel tired to be your wife."
In the past, there was a spoiled girl, Laura. And now, there was his ex-girlfriend, Angie. What was more, there were a group of people of different ages outside. It was really hard to be
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.
ela sighed resignedly. Gossip was a woman's nature.
On the way to Angie's ward, Consuela imagined many possibilities of the scenes after she met Angie.
Maybe they would be at loggerheads, or they would force each other into a fight.
The reason why Tim, who was asked by Richie to stay in the hospital, was that he wanted to protect Angie, so he followed the three girls into the ward.
He didn't mind their stare at him. Instead, he looked at them calmly. Consuela was impressed.
He was indeed a capable assistant of that cheeky man. She just couldn't learn from him.
They couldn't ask him to go out directly. They had to hold their breath and let him in.
In the ward, though Angie was still in a bad mood, she was sleeping soundly. Consuela didn't want to wake her up.
The sun sneaked in from the window, shining on her white and almost transparent face. The hand was still having an intravenous drip. Her dark green eyes closed, and her long eyelashes trembled in the light.
Her lips, which were originally bright colored, were bloodless now.
She looked so pitiful at that moment.
She was wrapped in white bandages and cast.
Pursing her lips, Consuela was a little frustrated. "How about next time we..."
However, the woman lying on the bed had opened her eyes.