Chapter 552 Return (4)

Before Tim could speak, the man sitting on the wheelchair seemed to be a little impatient. "Tim, there's no need for you to work here. You should be busy in the company. Go back and deal with business first."

"……" 'Hey, you're just squeezing me completely! You even don't give me time to have a rest.'

Tim was furious, but the man with his back to him didn't feel his anger at all. He said again, "Do you think I should hire a new assistant?"

What an unscrupulous threat!

Then Tim squeezed out a smile and said, "No, no, I think your assistant is very good. If you change another assistant suddenly and he is not familiar with the business situation, he can't go to work immediately, and it is likely to make trouble for you... "

"Get out of here!"

"…… Okay. "

Tim left after saying goodbye to Richie.

Richie kept his eyes on Consuela the whole conversation, but everyone knew exactly whom he was talking to.

But, sometimes, some people would like to take unnecessary pains to study insignificant problems.

Noticing the young man's face getting pale, Consuela raised her head to look at him. In a lazy voice, she said, "Well, did Mr. Richie go on a vacation somewhere? Why is your face so pale? I wonder how you take care of it."

How to take care of his face? Bleeding.

When Richie looked at the woman who was looking at him with a faint smile, he could not tell the jokes he wanted to tell her. Instead, he imitated the tone of the person and spoke in a strange tone, "You will make yourself half dead on holiday?"

"Half dead? I think you are full of vigor and vitality."

"……"

If he hadn't acted as the weak one, he would have rolled down his wheelchair and moved towards her bed.

With the last bit of sanity, Richie smiled at Consuela with a hint of tenderness on his pale face. "Mrs. Richie, thank you."

s.

Richie sneered and asked directly, "Do you think I have a dumb face?"

Did she really think he couldn't see the entanglement in her eyes?

He just didn't understand why she wanted to avoid him.

He wasn't sure which of his words irritated her. She lifted the quilt and glared at Richie. There was no smile in those curved eyes.

"Well, since you really like me, then you agree to divorce me and give me the custody of the child!"

Not only lost her calmness, but also every word she said was in an aggressive tone.

"What are you talking about? Dream on!"

He forced himself to walk towards her, pinched her chin, and forced her to look at him. Her courage was completely swept by his deep dark eyes.

"Consuela, you don't ever think about taking away the kids of the Ye Clan. If you really want to give up your right to be Mrs. Richie, I'm telling you, there are countless women out there waiting to take over it and be the stepmother of your kids!"

His voice was as cold as ice.

'Fuck! How could he say such sharp words?'

"Whoever you want to find to be a stepmother, my child must be with me!"

"Then don't talk about divorce all the time. You know, I have a bad temper. I can do anything crazy."