Chapter 375 Tolerance

The wind bell outside the door emitted a crisp sound along with the whistling wind, which accompanied the change of the atmosphere.

Raising her head to look at the girl with a pale face, Consuela put on a light smile and touched her belly as she said, "I don't know what you're talking about."

"It's a secret for now. You'll know later."

Secret, a bad secret.

That was true for Consuela.

Angie left with a weird smile. Her high heels were decorated with fine diamonds. In the light, they reflected the dazzling light.

Her high heels collided with the blanket covered on the ground, but in silence.

Consuela heaved a long sigh of relief. Then she raised her head and saw the woman winking at her with a mischievous smile.

Before she frowned, her vision was blocked by Richie.

The man lifted the glass, smiled politely and indifferently, "Come on, cheers. Let's drink as much as we like."

Howard looked at him with a strange look, as if he didn't understand what he meant, but he lifted his cup with a smile and said, "Will you drive me back in person?"

"The pavilion outside the villa is available anytime."

Howard couldn't help laughing and then lifted his head and drained the cup with one gulp as the man opposite him bottomed up the empty glass.

He didn't see Richie come back. Instead, he looked back to threaten him.

Consuela shrugged. She didn't understand why her husband stared at her in the eye. There was an innocent look on his face.

However, the innocent expression on her face turned to escape from the reality in the eyes of Richie.

Consuela walked up to them, but didn't see Cassie and Tim. Meanwhile, Angie, who was being pestered by a group of onlookers, was staring at her all the time.

"You can't drink or eat spicy food. Don't eat too much at night, or it's hard to digest."

When she walked over, the man reminded her again. She couldn't help but frown. "You'd better let me do nothing except talking."

Richie laughed.

He didn't stop her.

"Consuela, don't look at Richie l

Did I make trouble for you..." I was just a little anxious. "

She was so upset that he wasn't cooperative as she had imagined.

Someone was already in deep search of her information, and Tristan had not been in touch with her for a long time. The reason was that he needed to cut down the contact with her and could not be found.

But she missed him so much now.

"Don't think too much. I've been really busy recently," said Richie intimately, with a smile on his face.

Angie looked up and also gave him a smile. With mixed emotions in her eyes, she said, "That's good."

However, the moment Richie turned around, his face clouded immediately. His eyes showed no emotion, his mouth twitched, and he was in a bad mood.

He didn't know how to explain it to Consuela.

They only hoped that Tim, that bastard had plotted all these things would live through the night.

After entering the master bedroom, Consuela locked the door from inside. Upon seeing Consuela's pale face, Miranda stood outside the door and felt confused.

She had no idea why Mr. Richie protected that lady.

If she were Mrs. Richie, she would definitely be jealous, not to mention that it made her feel aggrieved.

If she didn't pour the two persons a cup of water, she would feel sorry for what she had suffered. However, Consuela was only very indifferent to bear down.