If You Want Me

Cassie had a crush on Tim since she was a child, but when Tim was young, he didn't like talkative or gossipy girls at all. On the contrary, he was in love with Richie whose face was cold.

Liking was always a strange emotion. It could make people blind and ignore the shortcomings of the people they liked so that they could only see the advantages on them.

It was as if his body was shining with the Buddhist light, shining brightly.

However, it was a pity that Richie had a normal sexual orientation. He had no response to his love. He had always treated him as his friend.

Even if he figured out something, he would not say anything to avoid affecting the relationship between them. He just pretended to be ignorant.

Fortunately, after he got no reply from Richie, Tim hid the dirty thoughts in his heart and did not say anything.

Sometimes, companionship was always the deepest confession of love.

Although he loved Richie, he never intervened in the matter of Richie getting a girlfriend or showed his unhappiness.

As soon as she thought of the affectionate Tim had for Richie, Consuela immediately understood that there must be something wrong with him before.

For example, when Richie suddenly fell into the hospital, that person looked at her quite terrified.

At that time, she didn't think much about it. She just thought that the man was afraid that his boss would suddenly die and would have no good place to live in the future.

Now after pondering for a while, she realized that this was not the case at all.

She was so careless back then!

"Mrs. Richie, what's wrong with you? Please don't hit yourself..." Looking at the woman next to her, who seemed to be out of control and patted her thigh, Miranda said in a trembling voice.

Consuela heaved a sigh of relief and shook her head, telling her that she was fine. "Nothing. I just wanted to express my feelings."

Fortunately, the truth was not at the worst.

Since the girl didn't want to have lunch with her, she didn't like to be stared at during the meal.

However, right after Miranda left the ward, an uninvited guest knocked on the door. Consuela swallowed the food that had just been put in her mouth, frowned and said in a cold voice, "Come in, please."

Hardly had her voice faded away, the door was pushed open.

The person she didn't expect to see appeared at the door, carrying a lot of tonics in his hands.

Harry cast his eyes on the small table on which the plates were placed. He smiled, "I come at the right time."

Since Consuela had already known what the man was trying to imply, she decided to play dumb. She drew a tissue and wiped her mouth, pretending to be angry. "I guess you haven't eaten yet. If you don't mind, you can come over and have lunch together with me," she said.

The smile on Harry's face became more radiant. He shook his head and said, "I'm very happy. How could I dislike it?"

He put the things in his hand on the table next to the door casually, walked straight over, and did not resist.

Biting her chopsticks, Consuela forced a smile and said awkwardly, "Why did you bring so many things here?"

In fact, she didn't lack anything here, and she didn't need him to bring so many things to visit her.