Chapter 337 Did She Believe Him

Even though a gust of wind blew in, the depressing atmosphere inside the car was diluted. Yehudi seemed to realize that it was not appropriate to tell the truth for the time being, so he lifted the corners of his mouth.

"Consuela, don't worry. Richie just went to the dinner party. It is held by the secretary of provincial party committee. He has to go there, but he will come back soon."

Cassie wiped the sweat from her forehead. Suddenly she felt the atmosphere in the car was stuffy. Suddenly, she wanted to kick his ass.

Facing the wind, Consuela ran her fingers through her long hair that was swept over her face. Then she smiled and asked, "Does he need to bring a female companion to the dinner?"

The tension in the air lasted for a few seconds. Then Tim raised his head and looked at Consuela in the rearview mirror. "I don't think it's necessary," he replied calmly and carefully.

Then it became silent and the atmosphere became more depressing.

After they changed the place, Angie and Richie continued to book a private room, elegant, fragrant and charming, accompanied by a melodious piano music.

Angie clearly felt that this man had been out of his mind since he answered the phone, and she also did not want to talk to him, so she did not say much.

"…… Angie, do you think we can go back together? "

The man asked abruptly after keeping silent for a long time, which made her feel nervous.

Angie lowered her head and took a sip of water, and then with a slight smile, she said, "Richie, if you want to..."

She could promise him at any time, anyway, for the purpose of completing the task.

He looked at her and the smile around his mouth was even bigger, making her heart beat faster.

In order to hide her difference, Angie quickly lowered her head to hide the emotions in her eyes. And her words were more ambiguous.

However, the man who threw the question frowned slightly.

All the words he said

e didn't know how she would answer it.

Staring at his back, Consuela let out a bitter smile and said, "I don't believe you."

So whatever he said, she would never believe him again.

The figure of Richie stiffened, then he dragged his leg and left, saying softly, "I'm willing to do as you wish."

Just as he opened the door to the bathroom, a pillow flew over him. Mingled with the fury that had been simmering for a long time, the pillow hit the man's back and fell to the ground.

The surprise on his face didn't last long before he picked up the pillow from the floor and pressed his lips, not knowing what to say.

The woman, who seemed to be annoyed, turned her head too. Obviously, she didn't want to see his face.

He stood still. The shadow had split him into two parts, and the lonely night made his face pale.

This was the first time that he was hurt by the other's distrust.

It really made him feel bad.

"I will sleep in the study later," Richie explained.

Consuela didn't say anything. After closing the door a little bit, she turned her head to look at the ground glass door again. There was resignation in her eyes.

He didn't want to explain it, and now he pulled a long face.

In fact, she had also asked herself whether she believed in Richie or not?