Stuck In His Heart

Chapter 173 An Uncertain Man (3)

A gust of cold wind blew. After he opened the door, he went straight to the balcony. He looked at the woman who was asleep.

Cursing her was not a good idea. He could do nothing but gently lift her up and took her to the bed. After tucking her in, he turned around and was about to leave.

But his sleeve was suddenly pulled by her. He raised his eyebrows and turned around. He heard the woman with a slight red face saying in a low voice, "I'm sorry."

Her eyes were closed all the time. He removed her fingers from his sleeve one by one. After standing there for a long time, he still lowered his head and kissed her on the cheek.

The touch of etiquette almost made him suspect that he was a gentleman.

After putting her hands back to the bed, he cleaned the stuff on the balcony and took the clothes to the next room. NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

After all, they were still estranged. In order to prevent something bad from happening, he thought that they'd better keep a distance from each other.

The next morning, Consuela woke up very early. Richie, who was very worried about his wife, got up earlier than usual the next day and drove his car to the company.

When she was still holding her toothbrush and toothpaste in the bathroom, she heard a loud sound of driving, as if he wanted to let her hear it on purpose.

Consuela squeezed the toothpaste hard out of a tube. When she saw the toothpaste on her hand, she found it funny and annoying.

She felt terrible. It was time to find someone to relax.

After breakfast, Consuela received a long list of messages from Debbie which were sent not long ago.

Consuela's eyebrows furrowed in shock. She wanted to know what had happened, and why she was in such a pain.

It seemed that the person on the other end of the phone was specially waiting for her message. As soon as the message was sent, that person directly responded.

She then said with an extremely irritated look on her face, "That bastard quit my job."

Upon hearing her, Consuela knew who the bastard he was talking about. Even though she knew that Debbie was the one who had been slandered, she didn't care. She decided to help her friend out.

"This is so outrageous. What are you going to do next?"

"I'd rather starve to death on the street than be that bastard's personal assistant," said Debbie.

Why did she condescend to compromise? If she had the ability, he should give this opportunity to her!

Consuela felt as if there were countless difficult things in her life that she couldn't understand at all.

"I don't want to continue this conversation anymore. All I could feel is flaunting. Good bye, I have to watch the cartoon." Consuela texted back immediately, trying to suppress the surging power within her body.

To be honest, she had been admiring the life of Debbie. As she was so ambitious and spoiled, she could have a very spontaneous trip.

That was to say, she lost her job.

"Don't make fun of me. I really don't care about the opportunity." After sending the message, Debbie fell into silence.

Consuela waited for a long time, but there was no reply, so she put down her phone.

She really didn't know what had happened between Debbie and Baron, so that sometimes Debbie would be so resistant to that man.

Sometimes, she would treat the man abnormally. Everything she did seemed a little inconceivable.

After letting out a long sigh, Consuela poured herself a glass of water. Holding the glass, she sat on the sofa, lost in thought.

When Richie held her last night, she still had a little consciousness. Although it was not very obvious, she still felt it.

Was it a cold war or something?

She didn't know that Laura was the one who caused everything. After the photo incident, she was never seen again.

It seemed that her purpose of doing that was only to let Consuela enjoy those photos. She didn't have any other purposes.

Although Consuela hadn't spent too much time with that woman, she still thought it was a stupid idea to believe so.

To her surprise, when she went downstairs with the glass, her phone rang. It was from Debbie.

Debbie threw out the temptation on the other side of the line, "don't you want to see Baron? How about going to the set with me? "

She just didn't want to face Baron alone.

"Now?" Raising her eyebrows, Consuela raised her head to look at the clock.

"Yes, it is. By that time, I can get a box of rice from his crew."

Consuela shook her head and sighed, 'this woman is too simple. She's too willful. Judging from Baron's status, I don't think she has to buy me a box lunch at all.'

But that guy seemed not to act recently. Where was he working at this moment?

She didn't know how to answer this question until she got in Debbie's car.

The crew of the movie was taken at a place of historic interest in L City. The series Baron took this time was suspected of reconnaissance, which was made of IP series.

With the permit in her hand, she went straight to the backstage to find Baron who was fixing his make- up. The man was not surprised at the sight of her coming with Consuela.

Then he said innocently, "I thought you wouldn't come after waiting for so long."

"Of course I won't go back on my promise to you. Just focus on your performance. Later, I will be sitting next to Consuela and watch the good show," Debbie then gave a heavy pat on the man's shoulder.

The man bent over on his back. Immediately, Consuela pulled the man back and avoided the makeup girl's glaring eyes.

If it weren't for the fact that Debbie was her friend, Consuela would have rolled her eyes at her too. The man in the entertainment industry was famous and could easily become the leading star.

However, to her surprise, Baron just smiled at them, as if he had no temper at all. He said, "No problem. I'll ask them to find you a resting place."

Being his fans again, Consuela couldn't help but feel embarrassed. She quickly turned her head to one side.

The role played by Baron should be an elite. He was wearing a white shirt, black trousers and a long black wind coat.

He was born with a perfect figure.

His eyes softened, but he was ignored by the unromantic woman, which made Consuela worried.

It was not until a while later that Debbie said to her, "Actors are heartless. They are good at pretending."