Chapter 50
50
And he was treated badly by Kimberly, why not go to Kimberly to vent, why always come to me to go crazy.
I was also a person, I also had emotions, I was not a punching bag.
The more I thought about it, the sadder I became. The more I thought, the more I felt wronged in my heart. My nose tingled with sourness, and a mist of tears slowly welled up in my eyes.
And he still looked at me with a cold, sarcastic gaze, his eyes filled with danger.
I closed my eyes, trying hard to hold back those stubborn tears. I said to him calmly, “Anyway, everything I said was the truth. If you don’t believe it, then forget it.”
“Esmeralda!” Reynaldo gritted his teeth and growled my name.
He seemed extremely angry, and his dark eyes were filled with suppressed resentment.
He said, “Do you still think I am the same Reynaldo who used to let you bully me, so you always treat me with such casual indifference?”
I called you, but you didn’t answer any of my calls. Can’t you take the initiative to explain to me?
Do you know how…
“Enough, is it just because I didn’t answer your call? Do you have to be
so angry?”
I growled irritably, and he ruined all my good mood.
I was tired and hungry, and all I wanted was to cat something and then rest properly.
But he always went crazy like this.
I didn’t answer his call, which made it seem like I had done something terribly wrong to him.
But when he was with Kimberly, didn’t he also not reply to my messages and not answer my calls?
I could obediently be his lover, if he wanted to sleep, I would let him. sleep.
We only maintained a purely physical relationship.
I didn’t insist that his heart had to be with me, and I didn’t care about the feelings between him and Kimberly.
Not jealous, not causing a scene.
But why does he always demand this from me? Even if I just didn’t answer his call, he would act as if he wanted to kill me.
Did I really, really, provoke his hatred so much?
Reynaldo stared at me intensely, his chest heaving violently, the chilling and oppressive aura emanating from his body making me feel anxious and agitated.
I really couldn’t stand his capriciousness and unpredictability.
Lotted my teeth at him and sand, “You always like to pet angry every day you have the ability, just kill me!”
“You thought I didn’t dare!”
Reynaldo growled lowly and pressed me against the door panel.
A piercing pain suddenly shot through my ankle, and I instantly gumaced in pain, even tears welled up in my eyes.
Reynaldo coldly stared into my eyes and said, “What? Seared now? Weren’t you just talking tough a moment ago?”
I turned my face away, and tears silently streamed down.
Reynaldo sneered, “Suddenly trying to act weak in front of me? Ha, do you think this trick will work on me?”
Although I knew he wouldn’t care about my tears, hearing him say that still stabbed my heart fiercely.
I quickly raised my hand to wipe away the tears, not showing any hint of vulnerability in front of him.
Looking at his cold and indifferent eyes, a self–mockery and absurdity. suddenly surged in my heart.
In the end, I was just his clandestine lover.
But just now, I actually let my temper get the better of me, confronting him like that and shouting at him.
No wonder he got so angry.
I should have let him vent his emotions, without crying, making a fuss.
or shouting, just going along with everything he wanted,
In front of him, I shouldn’t even be entitled to have emotions, right?
Ah, those past temperaments of mine, they have to be slowly worn down in the end.
Who used to call me his lover, now I was being stepped on by him.
After I had settled myself in the right position, the anger and bitterness in my heart seemed to have faded a little.
I saw his eyes no longer containing any complaints, just calmly and lightly.
I said to him expressionlessly, “Think whatever you want. If you think I went to have a secret meeting with Winston, then I did have a secret meeting with him.”
If you think I intentionally didn’t answer your call, then I intentionally didn’t answer it.
“Think whatever you want, do whatever you want.”
However, I had already been going along with him like this, but his face was much darker than before.
That restrained resentment and rage, as if it could erupt at any moment.