Stuck In His Heart

Chapter 64 The Encounter

Debbie winced in pain, but in the end she didn't say anything.

She wouldn't tell everything to her intimate relatives or friends.

Letting out a sigh, Consuela didn't want to make things difficult for her. "Don't come here as you have constipation. Tell me how to help you first."

She had no idea what she could do to help her.

Now that she was out, shouldn't she leave the hospital directly?

She impatiently pulled her short hair and said, "It's all that bastard. His men are outside the hospital. If I go out, I'll be caught."

Otherwise, she would have already thrown her feet away and left.

She raised her head to look at Consuela and asked in a hopeful voice, "You know someone here. Consuela, would you please help me leave here without any worries?"

If Richie was willing to help, she wouldn't have to take the risk to leave.

"Actually, I don't know him very well..." Lowering her head, she didn't dare to say anything more. Even if they were friends.

She could do nothing to help.

"I am going to die." Debbie was so angry that she smashed her head against the wall.

She was surprised to hear what Consuela and her boss had said, but she couldn't help but think of the serious look on that man's face.

How could a nobody like her have the nerve to ask him for help.

She was telling the truth. She didn't want to have anything to do with that insidious man.

Now it was just a tangle between two people. If his mother found out, it would be terrible.

But that person seemed to be anxious to stir up trouble, secretly trying to push her away to be recognized.

Noticing Debbie's hesitation, Consuela stretched out her hand and pulled her back. With a scornful smile, she said, "Debbie, why are you so... Unable to describe."

This was the first time that she found Debbie could be so impulsive to avoid meeting someone.

It was truly inconceivable and aroused her curiosity greatly.

But she was totally mad at him. Mindlessly, she corrected her, "Don't call him loved brother. He's a scum in my eyes."

"Okay, okay. I'll call someone and ask if he can help you... Well, but... Don't pin too much hope on it."

Consuela took out her phone. At her waist, she was hugged by the woman who was in a better mood.

Debbie rubbed her head against Consuela and said in a surprised voice, "What did you eat, Consuela? Your belly is so big."

It was not long since she had decided to stay at home. And now she had been fattened like this?

Consuela was much shorter than the woman in high-heeled shoes. The corners of her mouth twitched. She patted the woman on her back and said, "Don't be naughty."

The phone was quickly connected. The man simply responded at the other end of the line, and then waited silently for her to clarify her intentions.

Meeting the eager eyes of the woman, Consuela cleared her throat and asked, "Can I go out with my friend for a while?"

If Richie agreed, they would be much safer.

Richie looked at the company's new financial statements and said, "No."

Would it be good to leave him alone in the hospital while she went shopping with others?

"I..."

Richie interrupted her, giving no chance for her to finish. "My mom wants us to have dinner with her. Come on up."

His tone was tough, as if he was ordering his employees without any qualms of conscience.

Perhaps it was because she had warned her before. Debbie didn't show much sadness when she heard that.

Feeling helpless, she wiped her nose with her hand. The phone in her pocket was still on, but she didn't have to guess whose call it was.

She was very upset.

"Can I take my friend with me?" she asked in a rather weak way.

She had to see his mother, but she couldn't let Debbie go alone.

Instead of giving her a direct answer, the man gave her a half smile and asked, "I can't believe you would meet a friend in the hospital."

Or, could it be that she had a friend?

He learned from the investigation that Consuela wasn't getting along well with her classmates, because she was a skip level student in college.

She just had a few good friends who were working in other cities. How come the so-called "good friend" got up from the underground?

There was a hint of contempt in his voice. She took a deep breath and asked again. Belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

She heard his mother's voice on the phone, "Consuela, you can bring anyone with you if you want."

Her words were also full of softness and warmth.

Consuela said a few more words to the man. After hanging up, she patted the girl who was standing still, not moving an inch.

"Look at you, I can imagine what will happen to you if you are bitten to death in the future."

When Debbie came to her senses, she shook off her hand and yelled, "Damn you! Before we go to war, you have already scared me to run away."

Waving her hand, Consuela raised her eyebrow and nodded.

The only regret was that she didn't know what that man had done to Debbie.

When she mentioned him, her teeth would itch and she would like to bite him into pieces.

In the ward, a slightly long table was changed, and there was also an extra person, a woman who looked a bit like his mother.

The wrinkles around her eyes reminded her of the cruelty of time.

She stood up from the bench, turned to look at Consuela, who had pushed the door open, and asked with a smile, "Is this your daughter-in-law, Consuela?"

She asked his mother, who was facing Consuela.

When she heard this, Debbie who followed her closely opened her eyes. She covered her mouth with her hands to stop herself from screaming.

'Oh my God! The woman standing in front of me is the wife of my boss!' she thought.

What a mysterious world!

She was not only a straightforward woman, but also had a way to hide her true feelings. That was why she was able to learn how to live from the surface of the world.

To be a secretary who was also called tea girl.

At this moment, without turning her head, Consuela could feel the intensive gaze from behind her, as if she was going to be eaten by it.

The man dressed in loose hospital gown came out of the balcony. When he just finished his call, he rubbed his forehead and said tiredly, "This is my aunt. You haven't seen her before. I planned to take you to see her after I get better a few days later."

The old woman was Wendy's cousin.

He chuckled, and his arrogance over the phone was gone. This man changed his face very quickly, just like changing faces in the Peking Opera.

Unable to show her face at this time, Consuela let the man touch her head and smiled back at him.

"Hello, auntie."

She took out a wooden box from her handbag.

"We are in such a hurry that we don't have much to present, so please take this bracelet."