Chapter 39 Muddleheaded Life (1) (2/2)

Staring at the message on the screen, she poked the screen with her finger. She thought that he was trying to dismiss her as a disabled person.

Although he had gone too far, he was endowed with the ability to do so.

The more she thought about it, the more distressed she felt. She k

n. She just did it.

”Mrs. Consuela, there is a heavy smell of cooking in the kitchen and the cooking smoke is not good for the health of pregnant women. You'd better let me cook for you.”

While saying that, Nancy walked towards the table where the main meal was, using her action to express her stand.

Biting her lower lip, Consuela furrowed her eyebrows. She wondered what kind of a person she was, and why she had such a gentle and caring husband. Was it because she had done so many immoral things in the past?

But she couldn't give up. Before the baby was born, she needed to get a good image before she had to accept that man's punishment.

It was difficult to get rid of the image he had known. But if she didn't have a try, she would regret it for a lifetime.

”Nancy, you can rest assured. I guarantee that neither my child nor I will be hurt. Let me cook today. You just have a break, okay?” Consuela said obediently, showing two dimples on her cheeks.

Nancy compressed her lips into a bitter smile. She couldn't offend either Mr. Richie or Mrs. Consuela. It was the hardest choice to choose to stand between them.

”Mrs. Consuela, please don't make things difficult for our servants. If Mr. Richie sees that, no one can bear the responsibility.”

Since she had said such words, it would be unreasonable to insist. So Consuela had to soften her tone and said, ”Nancy, see how nice Richie is to me. He doesn't allow me to do anything.”

Well, what a nice man!