Stuck In His Heart Chapter 43 Three Years Ago

Laura, in a bad mood, went to the bar with her friends. She was not as relaxed as Richie, who was in a
towering rage in his office.

A group of women gathered in the Secretary Office not far from the CEO Office.

"Boss is so angry that he smashed everything."

"Didn't you see that he threw things at Mary from the office just now?"

Three women make a great show, let alone a group of women.

As they chatted, there was a sound of smashing things in the CEO Office, which broke their hearts.

When Tim reached the office, he happened to see that Mary was driven out. She greeted him
embarrassedly and tried to leave with her head down.

"What happened inside?" Tim blocked her and looked at the door.

It had been a long time since he saw the boss get so angry. Nobody knew who was so unlucky to step
on his rage area.

Thinking of the "devil" she had just seen in the office, she shivered unconsciously, and her hands,
which were holding the black paper, turned white.

"I don't know what happened and was kicked out." She shrugged helplessly.

The man was throwing things inside, making a noise of whammy, like a symphony someone was
playing.

"Nothing." Tim patted her on the shoulder to comfort her, and handed over the task to her. Then he
walked into the office following others' surprised looks.



He couldn't help frowning at the mess in the office. Important documents of various industries were
scattered on the ground mercilessly.

It should be the incident happened three years ago that had been able to make him lose his temper in
such a way.

Without even raising his eyes, Richie dismissed him, "Get out."

"I'll get out of here. Who dares to clean up the mess? If you can find one, I'll fuck off right away."
Hearing Richie's words, Tim bent down to pick up the files scattered on the ground and teased him.

The man's footsteps approached nearer, mixed with great fury, and his tone was gloomy and cold.
"Don't blame me for not giving you a chance."

After saying that, Richie waved his fist. It was too late for Tim to dodge, so he could only slightly move
to reduce the force. After he was hit on his shoulder, he turned over and stood up directly regardless of
the documents.

"I've long wanted to see how great you are now." Tim, who kept a cheeky grin on his face, spat.

Regardless of all the chaos, the two men directly fought with each other with their full strength. They
didn't intend to let it go.

The Secretary Office outside had been in an uproar.

"The CEO and his assistant are fighting!"

"Ah, what should we do? Who is going to lose?"

It was not until Richie beat Tim for a long time that he returned to normal. He sat on the sofa and
lowered his head. He looked a little dispirited.



"Hiss... It hurts. " He accidentally touched his wound.

The boss not only showed no mercy to Tim, but also fought his face. Richie was so furious that he must
have lost his mind.

After packing up the scattered things, Tim looked up at the man who was still depressed and smiled.
"Boss, let's go to the hospital to deal with it."

It could be considered as a playday for himself. Because he looked terrible now and had no intention to
work.

Richie stood up, took off his tie and threw it into the trash can. Looking at the man who was smiling
bitterly, he said, "Let's go."

The two of them walked out of the office in succession. All of a sudden, the arguments in the Secretary
Office quieted down. Finally, their eyes moved, raising their eyebrows, and then they continued their
communication.

“What 's going on?”

“Both of them are wounded. It is really heartbreaking!”

“Should I show my good spirit and greeted him now?”

“We will wait to comfort you.”

Strange silence...

They kept silent in the lengthened limousine. Tim was sure that the incident happened three years ago
was what they were talking about.



He raised his head to look at Richie's face mixed with dark. When he opened his mouth and wanted to
say something to comfort him, the man interrupted him by raising his hand.

Looking at the unfinished scenery outside the window, Richie said indifferently, "I don't want to hear
anything about what happened three years ago."

The mere mention of "three years ago" would bother him a lot.

Tim had no choice but to close his eyes and breathed deeply. He didn't want to see that man's face turn
dark, and even his words of consolation were refused directly.

He really didn't know how to make Richie as usual.

They arrived at the best hospital in the city. They went straightly to the top floor of the hospital, where
they met the woman in a white gown.

She was the daughter of the hospital dean, a genius doctor in the medical field. At such a young age,
she had won the honor.

The female doctor was usually forbidden to make an appointment. She smiled helplessly at the sight of
the injuries on their faces caused by the fight.

"What kind of weirdo you have to fight before signing the contract?" Cassie Han skillfully disinfected the
wound for Richie.

The pain on Tim lied on the sofa and couldn't help crying, "Do you think it's easy to make money in the
business world now?"

Of course, Cassie Han knew that Tim didn't lie to her. She didn't ask any more questions and just
treated the wound quickly.



Looking at the secretly blinking eyes of Tim, She knew that he was asking for all the fighting injuries
himself, but the reason was not clear.

Cassie Han put away the medical equipment and said, "Pay attention to your diet recently. I'll prescribe
some medicine for you."

"That's great." Tim followed her to get the medicine and smiled obsequiously.

Richie took out his private cellphone from his pocket. There was a missed call and a text message from
the woman in the villa.

‘Does Emily keep her company for the pregnancy check? It's only half an hour since she had sent the
message.’

There were grave looks on their faces. Cassie Han put down her medicine cabinet and sighed, "That
matter has always been a minefield in his heart. Whoever touches it will be unlucky. "

None of the people who had seen his madness would fear this kind of feeling.

"Being with the king likes being with a tiger. If you are not careful enough, you will fall on the ground."
Tim put on a long face and sighed.

Cassie Han approached him and suggested with a smile, "How about you work as my assistant? You
can get double salary."

The man took a few steps back and frowned, but there was an impatient look in his eyes. "Miss Cassie,
do you have a fever? You are so rich that you want to take care of a toy boy?"

"I'm not happy with that. In my eyes, you are not just a toy boy."



Ignoring her, Tim went straight to the private ward. As soon as the door was opened, he saw Richie
standing by the window, as if he was looking at someone.

"Cassie, help me check if there was a woman named Consuela among those who came here for the
pregnancy test this morning."


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