Chapter 231 The Sixth Sense (3) (1/2)

The moment was just right. Consuela leaned back a little and knelt on the soft sofa, which made Richie frown. The woman really didn't remember her current state.

She was not afraid that she would fall down and hurt the baby.

He leaned over, put his arms around her waist and asked, ”Should I praise your courage or should I blame you for not knowing how to take care of yourself?”

Consuela placed her hands on his arms, her eyes fuming with joy. She pursed her pink lips.

She said in a sweet and tender voice, ”No. I just trust you and I know you will take good care of me.”

With a smile, he held her in his arms and tapped her nose. ”Sometimes I really think that when I meet you, I feel as if I have met a well matched opponent.”

Raising her eyebrows, Consuela joked, ”Really? Are you serious? Can I be your opponent? It's my great honor.”

What kind of opponent could it be? It seemed that it was amazing to be able to become his opponent.

Richie shook his head and sighed, ”An opponent of making troubles.”

Consuela was rendered speechless

As expected, her excitement went to naught. How could she be so eager for his good words?

Richie patted her downcast little head and said, ”Get up. Go upstairs and change your clothes. We're going to attend a family party today.”

Then he put both of his hands in his pockets and went upstairs. He seemed to be sure that the woman would do what he said.

If one day she just turned around and left him, perhaps it would take a long time before the man noticed her leaving.

Could such a humble figure really be suitable to follow such a high-profile person in the crowd? Was she really willing to be a pawn in her life?

Obviously she was very reluctant to do that.