Chapter 32 Start Living Together

They walked out of the kitchen together with a grim face. Linda could do nothing to her. She couldn't even bear to beat or scold Consuela because she was hurt by herself.

The only thing she could do now was to trust her.

Consuela felt a lump in her throat as she was trying to hold back her tears. She could see the tears in her mother's eyes, but she knew that it was not good for her to know too much about it.

"What happened?" Sheryl stood up from the sofa with an enchanting smile, and her long curly hair fluttered in the wind.

Sheryl didn't know what Consuela was doing these days. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't get any information from her. She seemed to have totally disappeared from the world.

"I haven't seen mom for so many days. I miss her too much." She didn't tell the truth, but leaned her head against the woman's shoulder.

Sheryl didn't know how to ask her parents what had happened to Consuela.

Only she knew it.

However, Harry suddenly opened his mouth. With a hint of provocation in his eyes, he asked, "Is it possible that Consuela has hidden a man outside her house?"

He wanted to see how she would react.

The look in Consuela's eyes froze for a moment. She looked up at him with a smile and asked, "When are you going to get married to Sheryl?"

The topic was shifted in a stiff way, but it aroused the curiosity of the whole family.

Giving a contemptuous smile, Consuela continued to enjoy the Hami melon that her mother just gave her. It was indeed a pause.

The more she heard this man's voice, the more she remembered what he had said the other day. Every word he said seemed to tear her heart apart.

And her anger was rising slowly. How could he teach her? It seemed that her sister and he were only boyfriend and girlfriend now.

How could he treat her like this? It was ridiculous.

Consuela's sudden question caught everyone by surprise. After a long pause, the shy look on Sheryl's face darkened.

The little bitch's question was to embarrass her once!

Then Sheryl said with an embarrass

the refrigerator door, she saw a woman rushing towards her. Emily looked at her in horror. "Mrs. Richie, what do you want to eat?"

She still remembered that horrible kitchen. Although she wasn't punished by Richie, it had already become a disaster for Consuela.

Consuela was too focused on what she wanted to eat that she didn't notice the change of expression on Emily's face.

Embarrassed, she scratched her head and said, "I'm glad I'm satisfied."

The corners of her mouth twitched. She was too casual.

"No problem. You can have a rest first." Emily took the apron beside her and skillfully tied herself up.

"Thank you." Consuela didn't want to stay in the kitchen anymore. She went upstairs and returned to her guest room. Her luggage was packed and put in order in the guest room.

Consuela glared at them with burning, reproachful eyes!

In spite of her own will, he moved all her belongings directly to the villa. Perhaps he didn't want to threaten her with more words.

She sneered. The lease had been canceled. If she went to find another house in the future, it might happen again. She might as well let it be.

After packing up her things, Consuela lay on the bed, closing her eyes. She touched her belly and said in a soft voice, "Baby, from now on, you have to be more like your mother. You can't be a scumbag."

And she mocked that man in her heart.