Chapter 482 Have A Showdown (3)

He looked like an executioner holding a sharp broadsword, drinking wine slowly and spraying it on the knife. Hearing the nonsense, he didn't raise his hand to cut the person's head.

But at this time Consuela was as depressed as those prisoners who were waiting for their execution.

These two contradictory emotions beat in her chest, making her almost break down.

"Maybe even if I've been saying what I thought you would like, I won't say what you want..." Or you can say it yourself... "

Consuela said hesitantly, biting her lower lip.

And the man holding the phone also put away his phone at this time. The smile at the corner of his mouth was a little obvious.

After hesitating for a short while, he said with a sneer, "Consuela, you don't even have such a basic trust in me?"

Trust?

After a short pause, she raised her head to look at the man sternly with a forced smile.

She did trust him before, but now the trust between them had been erased by him.

"If I lie to you, you can see that... So, I think I should keep silent now."

"Well, you're so honest and frank!"

With a sneer, he put the phone on the nightstand. His sparkling eyes fixed on her, as if trying to look into her soul.

She didn't want to be honest or anything.

"Stop talking nonsense. You must have heard what I just said. If you think it's possible... Just give me an accurate reply! "

It was better for him to give her a hint about the Xia Group and the decision she made about the children in her belly, or he would secretly correct her if she did something wrong.

It was really annoying.

It was really because of this man that he was really not a gentle person. For people irrelevant, his means could make people feel chilly.

Taking a deep look at her, Richie stood up and looked at her by the side of the bed after he got up from that sing

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.

What did he want to do?

He withdrew his hand and pressed his forehead. The only thing he wanted to do now was to strangle her.

The ironic remark he had said just now was nothing more than a pillow talk with her.

But the woman didn't give him any chance at all.

She even feared that he would approach her.

'Richie, what are you doing?'

He asked himself in the bottom of his heart, but he could not calm himself down. He could only follow her and looked at her blankly.

He didn't know how long it had passed, and it was too long for him to feel strange and awkward. Then he opened his mouth again, "Don't you want to ask anything?"

Consuela came back to her senses.

She don't want to ask him anything? How was that possible? Even when she was dreaming, she would want to ask him whether he did it to humiliate her or what else.

Raising her head, Consuela asked in confusion, "Will you answer my questions, if I ask now?"

The man was stone faced. He didn't want to answer that question, but now he wanted to change the topic again.

He seemed to have made a trap for himself.

Richie smiled helplessly. "You go first..."

Ignoring the eager look in his eyes, Consuela repeated what she had wanted to know.