Chapter 824 Being Afraid Of A Bad Man (2)

She didn't say a word.

It was not the first time that such a situation had happened in this month. Every time it happened out of blue, it was unforgettable.

Consuela took a deep breath and didn't lose her temper.

Without the usual arrogance, Richie lowered his head and said, "How about I drive you back first? We can have dinner together next time when we are free."

It was his fault, so it was natural for him to lower his head.

She didn't know why he was so humble.

Consuela was too angry to vent her anger. "No, thanks. I have something to do, and I'm hungry today. If you have anything to do, you can leave now. I'll eat by myself."

Fuck the special candlelight dinner and fuck the companion.

Consuela's eyes turned red, but the man didn't notice it. He just gave her a glance, stood up and left.

"Then I'll contact you next time."

"Ha ha."

She found another job, which was about art. Although she majored in architecture in college, she was good at painting.

However, she hadn't done it for a long time. She still felt a little stiff when she suddenly started to draw, but the foundation couldn't be discarded. Once she continued to practice, she would immediately follow up.

She didn't want to talk to him when he had time.

Eating the curry rice fiercely, Consuela sat by the window. The view of the second floor was vast, and she could clearly see that Richie rode away.

He looked like a man who was going to take care of his lover.

If she had given Richie one hundred percent of trust in the past, after what had happened, her trust was slowly being downgraded.

It was almost pulled down.

"What a wretch!"

At the beginning, the one who took the initiative was Richie. However, it had only been a few months, and now she was the one who took the initiative to think of love.

She didn't know if it was because she was too easily moved, or because of other embarrassing things. In a word, it made her fee

a few days off, which meant she could keep an eye on the man all the time!

If Richie didn't know how to hide it and was noticed, he would be in big trouble.

When Consuela walked to the front desk and was about to pay, the receptionist smiled and said that someone had paid the bill. Then she turned around and asked the person on the phone, "What was the place when you saw them just now?"

He was a little conscientious and didn't leave until he paid the bill.

The light outside was dim, which was really suitable for a tryst.

Cassie stood on tiptoe and looked at the backs of the couple not far away from her. Sweat began to break out on her forehead.

Tim, who went to get the juice back, was very distressed. "Is it so hot today? You are sweating. Why are your eyes still twitching? Are you out of your mind? "

"Damn you!" Cassie's eyes and mouth twitched.

On the other side of the phone, Consuela was silent for a while. She didn't know how long had passed, and the wind was noisy. "Don't you want me to take a direct method?"

How was that possible?

Cassie said at once, "It's not that I don't want you to take a direct method, but that I'm afraid you will suffer losses."

What if what they thought was true? What if Richie was really a bad man? Who would protect Consuela?