Stuck In His Heart

Chapter 69 Reunion Of Classmates (2)

Consuela didn't know how to explain it.

Her refusal was blocked by her monitor. She had to show up now.

The man who had been silent for a long time suddenly asked when he saw the gloomy expression on her face, "Are you thinking of a way to poison the child?"

Frightened, Consuela didn't know how to respond. Suddenly, she stopped massaging her belly.

With a long face, she asked, "My classmate in high school arranged a local party. May I go there?"

She really hoped that this man would be so arbitrary and cut off all her hopes.

But the man seemed to contradict her deliberately. He answered casually, "whatever. Go if you want to."

It was not good for the child to be kept like this. He thought that she should go out for a walk more and catch some fresh air.

Consuela's mouth was agape. Was he going crazy?

"Don't look at me like a fool. Actions speak louder than words." Richie frowned and looked at her coldly.

Moved? No way! She wanted to beat him up now.

The monitor also sent her an exact meeting time, which was this Sunday. She checked the calendar. It was Friday today.

After all, it had been in such a hurry to force her to leave.

However, the person on the other end of the line kept explaining to her that they hadn't met for a long time. In fact, the time had already been fixed.

As Consuela was a local, they informed her in the last few days.

More than that and worse explanations, which confused her more.

The final few days of notice. She didn't know if they cared about her or something else. This should be an evil party.

She didn't want to go, but after hearing her words, Richie had started to arrange a driver for her.

It was really hypocritical of her to refuse again at this time.

The man elegantly closed the laptop and looked up at her with his narrow eyes. "I have no special requirements for anything else. I'll find someone to go with you, but..."

She took his words quickly, raised her three fingers and swore, "I won't tell them anything about our relationship."

Although that was exactly what he wanted to say, he was still not very happy to be snatched away. He only responded with a cold snort.

But the man was not that happy.

"What's wrong? Are you upset that I don't allow you to introduce?" Richie asked and laughed.

He said in a willful and arrogant tone, and his delicate eyebrows seemed to be covered with a thin layer of mist, which could not be blown away.

She stood up, smiled and walked towards the door. "No, I'm not. I need to go to the bathroom," she said

Why did she go out in such a hurry? She must have something on her mind. Oh, there was a bathroom in the ward.

And the postcards she treasured most just now were taken to the ground. They were lying on the floor alone pitifully.

Richie frowned and forced himself not to think about that woman anymore.

Outside the ward, Consuela gnashed her teeth, fearing that she would lose her temper and dash towards the man if she stayed there a little longer.

She could only walk out quickly and open a small window in the corridor. The cold wind could dispel the sudden anger rising in her heart.

On the day of the reunion, Richie stayed at the hospital, as if waiting for gifts. He was afraid that no one would know that he was seriously ill.

Debbie, who had been taken her holiday back, went back to her work.

On the other hand, Consuela had been exiled from the hospital for a whole day. As a result, she went to a hair salon along with Tim. She smoothed her long straight chestnut hair into a curly ball at the bottom.

Though not very pretty, it cost a lot of money. Consuela wrote down the name of the hair salon and swore to herself that she would never come there again.

"Sister-in-law, would you like to wear formal or casual clothes?" he asked.

Consuela, who was tied by the seat belt, said with a frown, "It doesn't matter."

She didn't want to attract too much attention after going back to attend the classmate gathering. She just hoped that she could go there peacefully. It would be best if she could do anything at will.

"But brother said..."

Consuela interrupted him and said in a stern voice, "But it's me to take part in the party."

All that man said was crap. This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

At last, she found something unusual. Tim had called that man boss at work, but brother in private.

And when he called her sister-in-law, she really felt that she could not afford it.

"Okay. It's up to you." With a cheeky grin, Tim shrugged.

Although he said it casually, Consuela didn't take it for granted. She sighed as they walked into the store.

After changing all the clothes in the shop, Consuela chuckled. Since the waitress wanted to help her put on make-up, she refused the waitress's request.

The car was a low-key black BMW. Consuela felt a little uncomfortable as she saw the three English letters on it.

She had put a large sum of money in her pocket. But now she wanted to ride a taxi. But the man wouldn't agree.

The baby in her belly was very precious. After all, it was the baby of the richest man in L City.

After parking the car, Tim opened the door of the car when Consuela unfastened the seat belt, which was so elegant that it was different from the image she had experienced in her daily life.

When she was in shock, the man in a formal handmade suit blinked his eyes, which eased a lot of embarrassment.

Smiling, Consuela got out of the car and held the man's arm.

Without any hesitation, they walked into the famous club in L City with the invitation cards. A waitress led them to the private room booked by the class monitor.

Richie had arranged Tim to take care of Consuela. If she went to the club alone, he would be worried about her.

He was good at blocking drinks as well as joking.

Pretending to be a successful man and being considerate to Consuela was not a difficult task for Tim.

However, he dared not do anything to her.

Although the man didn't say anything, he said something eventually. He would call her from time to time to check what was going on.

"Don't be so nervous. I will take all the blame."

"How do you know what was waiting for me?"

The two of them opened the door to the VIP room, and instantly the wailing and howling of the persons pierced into Consuela's ears. Amused, Consuela walked towards the room.

The first one she saw was the woman who was about to get married. She was wearing a heavy make- up and smiled with her red lips twitched.