Chapter 184 A True Talk After Getting Drunk (1) (2/2)

It was uncertain whether he was drunk or not, because even if he lost his consciousness, his face would not show anything.

Tim raised his eyes to look at the man's face, only to feel calm. He did not know what w

ly smiled and refused, ”Why do you like to be mistreated so much? Today we are only drinking, not fighting.”

The chuckle was like a cold stream at night, making Tim cool down.

Yes, he liked to ask for trouble, otherwise he wouldn't have come here. Unable to persuade this person, he could only give up his life to accompany the gentleman and drink together.

In the villa, after dinner, Consuela sat on the big sized bed with her eyes wide open, imagining where Richie would be.

But now she realized that she had no idea of the man. Except for the villa and the Ye's house and the company, she had no idea where he would go.

She picked up the phone, trying to control the embarrassment, and dialed a number, but failed. After staring at the phone for a long time, she just threw it far away.

Out of sight, out of mind. But it was useless. The more she escaped, the more she would woolgather.

On the bedside table, there was a group photo of Richie and Angie. She raised her hand and took the photo of them, trying to make herself give up. The longer she looked at it, the colder she felt.

”All right, don't fawn on each other first. If we can live a better life, then we can make do with it. If not...”

She paused and looked down at her raised belly covered by her pure cotton pajamas, smiling bitterly.