Stuck In His Heart

Chapter 141 Dealing With The Rival In Love (9)

The phone call didn't end until Consuela dozed off. It was dark outside. As she tucked herself in, she felt as if she had forgotten something.

Consuela didn't know when the man would come back. He hadn't told her his accurate return date yet, and she didn't want to ask about it.

The next morning, when she woke up and watched the family show on TV, she suddenly remembered her father and the company crisis report she had seen before.

Ever since Harry's accident happened, Johnson had never been able to save himself, neither could he go into the muddy water, nor could he offer any help.

Some media also took advantage of this matter to make a fuss, but it caused little disturbance.

When Consuela called her father, Linda, her mother answered the phone. "Consuela, when will you come back? Dad and mom miss you very much."

The person on the other end of the line hoped to see her. Her voice was slightly hoarse, as if she had just cried.

Upon hearing the familiar voice, Consuela sensed that something was wrong with them. She immediately asked with concern, "Mom, what's wrong with you? Is my father at home?"

Suddenly, her father's voice came from the phone, interrupting her question that she had just asked. "Nothing happened at home. It's just that you are not at home. Everyone is thinking about you."

In the living room of the Xia Clan, the two persons were leaning against each other when they were answering the phone. Seeing their forced smile when Sheryl walked downstairs, she immediately knew who was on the other end of the phone.

Her mood suddenly became worse.

She could feel that there was something wrong with the atmosphere in her house recently. The nanny was dismissed by her mother, and she began to go on a diet. Moreover, they didn't help Harry in matters of his.

That woman, who had been cherished and loved by her parents, was now chatting and laughing in another place.

When Consuela heard her father's words, she was pretty sure that the Xia Clan was in danger.

Her father had devoted a lot of time and energy on this project, which was inherited from generation to generation. If he failed to manage it, it was not difficult to imagine how despairing he would be in the future.

After hanging up the phone, Consuela heaved a long sigh. The parent-child show on TV also became boring. She switched a financial channel with the remote control.

She leaned back against the sofa and looked very weak. She couldn't do anything to help her father.

She had picked her major in university according to her own interests, except that her sister majored in finance and other management division at her parents' wishes.

As she slid the screen, the name of the special man in the phone popped up in her eyes. She saw "devil".

Should she ask him for help? What was the reason? The baby in her belly?

Slightly stunned, she gritted her teeth and didn't know if she should continue her action. She didn't know how long her father's company could last, and she didn't know if Richie would help her father.

'Otherwise, I will just make a final attempt.'

She made up her mind and dialed Richie's number. But before she could dial the number, she immediately pressed the 'decline' button. The man also called her at the same time, and she didn't react it.

She widened her eyes, trying to stifle the laughter. When the man was not angry, she called him back and apologized sincerely, "I was too excited just now. I accidentally pressed the wrong key. I guarantee it is absolutely a mistake."

"I thought you wanted to hang up." His voice was husky and teasing, making her feel like a soft song rang in the middle of the night.

However, it was late at night at the place where Richie stayed.

Consuela realized that they were both silent. She swallowed her surging request and pretended to ask casually, "why don't you sleep now? Are you suffering from insomnia?"

The man suddenly became the prince of honeyed words and his cool voice was softened. "I miss you so much that I can't fall asleep. Why are you so annoying? You always run around in my head."

Hearing what he had said, Consuela's face couldn't help but curl up into a smile.

"Since you miss me so much, come back soon." Now the atmosphere was too ambiguous, and the woman suddenly didn't want to mention that request any more.

She'd better wait for the man to come back face to face. By the way, picking up the menu and learning several dishes, she could cook for him when he came back.

Before she asked him for help she should make every effort to please them.

At first, Richie wanted to change the subject. He looked out of the window at the night and then he looked at the sleeping pills in his hand. Suddenly, he changed a topic and said, "I'm on the flight back this afternoon."

Richie hung up the phone and threw the sleeping pills into the trash can. When the man lying on the sofa not far away heard what Richie had said, he shook his head and clicked his tongue at his behavior.

That man only cared about the cooperation that hadn't been finished. He frowned and asked, "what about the remaining work if you go back this afternoon?"

"Do you really think I invited you here just for a simple meal?" Richie lifted his eyes and gave him a side look with a faint smile. That man was startled by his eyesight.

Consuela got in the limousine again and went to the airport to pick up Richie. The dinner was ready in the villa and the dishes were placed on the table.

She was unwilling to wait for that man to praise her, as long as she could make her request speak out with reason. It would be best if that man could agree to help her father.

The best result for the Xia Clan was to get rid of the crisis.

As soon as he got off the plane, he saw his wife at the waiting area. His heart softened.

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The moment he walked out of the gate, his black long windbreaker fluttered in the wind. Consuela cautiously took the briefcase from his hand and gave him a polite hug.

Her voice broke with the wind, "welcome back, shall we go home now?"

The man looked down at her pretty face and suddenly smiled. He held the woman's waist which was a little more fat now, and naturally took the briefcase from her hand.

"Go home."

The affection in her eyes made him feel warm. He had suspected it, but he didn't clarify it. When they got back to the villa and saw the dishes on the table, his eyes changed.

He looked at the woman who was putting his briefcase away, and wondered what this woman was up to.

In front of this person, he really had no confidence that she would be obedient because of missing a person rapidly.

Conspiracy. It must be a conspiracy.

This wasn't the first time Consuela had seen him. She decided to play dumb. She smiled and said, "wash your hands first. The food is still hot."

"Why are you smiling so happily? Did you poison the food?" Asked Richie, raising his eyebrows and glancing at the exquisite dishes on the long table. Obviously, he was somewhat reluctant to eat them.