Chapter 198 A Weird Call (2)


    She felt too ashamed to go to her bedroom and slept on the same bed with that man as they had a


    fight just now. And she didn''t want to turn off the wallmp. She opened her eyes wide and could only


    sigh faintly.


    She was bing more and more coward.


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    Right then, the phone was hung up. The annoying voice disappeared. She got out of bed and poured


    herself a ss of water.


    When she passed the corridor, her eyes inevitably stayed on the door of the master bedroom for a few


    seconds. Then she forced herself to walk away under the bright light without any attachment.


    She looked calm, but she felt restless in her heart.


    She didn''t sleep well, just like riding a restless ship. She always changed the direction when she was


    about to ashore.


    She herself even gave up the treatment. And the dream never came to an end.


    Consu opened her eyes, hiding thest trace of fear in her heart. She picked up the pillow used to


    block her vision the day before, held the mobile phone and dared not press the button yet.


    She stared at her mobile phone awkwardly for a few minutes, and then her heart almost jumped out of


    her chest when the phone suddenly lit up.


    She didn''t realize that she was wrong until her phone was thrown into the bed and the battery on her


    phone was powered off.


    Even though she knew it was her fault, she still couldn''t muster up courage to ask herself to


    reassemble the phone and start it again.


    No matter who it was, she was not in the mood to deal with it at the moment.


    She took a deep breath and walked out of the room. Just at this time, she ran into the man who opened


    the door. She looked at that man in a suit and did not show any expression on his face.


    It was the nature of a boss to pay employees sry, and this was not like making trouble at some time.


    Raising her lips, Consu wanted to say hello to the man, or say hello to him with a smirk on her face.


    But when the man walked past her with a sullen face, she decided to ignore him.


    They were quite suitable for going their own ways.


    The light lingered on his dark suit, but in the end it only illuminated one side of the color, and the heat


    emitted into the coat atst.


    And she was just enjoying the warmth in silence.


    The atmosphere at the table was quite embarrassing. The man, who was determined to leave after


    breakfast, put down the newspaper, looked down at his watch, and then left the table elegantly.


    When the man touched the handle of the door, the woman''s voice sounded neither too high nor low,


    soft and pleasant, and her tone was simple and sincere.


    "Can I go out for a walk? If I continue to stay here, I will be ill."


    Richie raised his hand and loosened his tie that had just been tied up. He looked back at the woman


    who was restless and afraid of being rejected, and said coldly, "After pregnancy, if the mother suffers


    from mental illness, the child''s gic probability will not be high."


    The woman who had been thinking about fighting for a long time was deeply hurt by his words. How


    could he be so rude to her?


    "I..."


    "I know how things go between mom and you." Suddenly, he turned around, and his nted eyes kept


    her from smiling, as if he had seen through her.


    The more she thought about it, the more frustrated she became. She felt like she had no privacy in


    front of this man.


    He seemed to be able to know the mind of this person through a tiny move of her, not to mention that


    for her who was monitor at any time, it was easy to guess what was in her mind.


    "But if you cane back before seven o''clock every day, I can think about it," he added.


    "No problem." Consu was shocked by his words. In order to prove her determination, she nodded


    repeatedly.


    Richie still stood at the door, tall and straight, like an unsheathed sword, hiding his own murderous


    spirit.


    Consu felt that she couldn''t figure out the man any more.


    He hadn''t put pressure on her yet, but he was so cooperative. So did he just want to frighten her by


    saying that at the beginning?


    Before this thought reached deep in her mind, it was ruthlessly strangled by her. The man''s cold eyes


    were so sincere that Cassandra believed that he didn''t just want to frighten her.


    Perhaps it was because of the series of events that had happened recently.


    She didn''t even dare to tell that man about the weird phone call she had receivedst night, but now


    she finally had the courage to make it, but that man suddenly left.


    She kept all her words to herself and could only look up at him leaving, then eat alone the tasteless


    breakfast.


    If life was a cheap dark color dress, then her former lively and colorful color was washed by water, but


    now, she had no way back, no color could rece.


    "Mrs. Richie, please try this." Miranda became very enthusiastic all of a sudden, with a various styles of


    fruit in her hand, and she was constantly ying up to her.


    When she was chewing the orange, she surveyed Miranda from head to toe, but didn''t find anything


    unusual.


    It was also unusual for Nancy to stand in front of her to block her from watching TV. She asked, "Mrs.


    Richie, should I cook for Mr. Richie this evening?"


    After chewing the orange, Consu grinned foolishly recently and then she obviously felt that the


    temperature was dropping. Nancy watched her for a while and nodded. "Mrs. Richie let Mr. Richie hire


    a few body teachers for you tomorrow."


    Nancy said these words but not questions. She told Consu calmly that she needed to face a shape


    teacher to instruct how to do things.


    As the young mistress of the Ye n, when she went out, she should act like a bully, not a grass being


    bullied.


    Consu nodded and asked, "Nancy, why do you always block my TV?"


    She didn''t block it by ident, but every movement had a sense of intention, which made Consu


    feel uneasy from the bottom of her heart.


    She stood up and looked at the TV from the woman''s back. Then she saw Richie''s face covered with


    smiles. He just frowned slightly under the strong shlight, indicating that he couldn''t ept it.


    However, since he didn''t stop his moves, Consu felt a sharp pain in her heart. However, his small


    moves made Consu sufferpletely and sink down slowly, as if she had caught something terrible.


    The more control she had, the more desire she had. The more indulgent she was, the more wild she


    was and she couldn''t give up.