Chapter 448

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How deep is his grudge against Winston, to act like this.
He oppressed not only Winston, but also the hard work of those actors!
Just at this moment, facing Reynaldo’s fierce gaze, even though I was still angry in my heart, I didn’t dare to say a word.
I pursed my lips tightly and watched him quietly.
He leaned his arm against my neck, and I could feel the tension in his arm
muscles.
This time, it seems like he was really angry.
But I didn’t say anything wrong, did I?
After a brief eye contact, he suddenly chuckled, “Do you care about him. that much?”
“No,” I said calmly.
But he continued to speak as if he hadn’t heard my response, saying to himself, “It’s no use feeling sorry for him, he’s probably on the brink of a breakdown right now.”
Ah, since childhood, everyone has compared me to him, using my dimness to set off his brilliance.
He thought he could easily overshadow me like that, but he didn’t stop to think, “How much hardship have I endured on this road?”
I watched him quietly, and when I heard his last words, my heart
inexplicably stung somewhere, causing a touch of sour pain.
Actually, there is no need to think about it. He, without any family support or background, must have gone through a lot of hardships to succeed to this extent.
However, even though he had suffered a lot and been wronged a lot in the past, he shouldn’t have ruined this play.
I still didn’t dare to speak.
He stared at me and chuckled, “Do you really want to go out and see him. want to comfort him?”
Indeed, he used to be the center of attention since he was young, living in the praise of everyone. Now that he has fallen from grace, he must not be able to bear this blow.
At the moment, he was probably feeling overwhelmed and was engaging in some self–harming behaviors.
My heart tightened, and I instinctively wanted to say something, but when I saw the hostility surging in his eyes, I obediently closed my mouth.
At this moment, Reynaldo was on the verge of rage, if I said a word for Winston, he would probably kill me.
Reynaldo stared at me intently, his slender fingers tracing the corner of my slightly parted lips.
He sneered, “You just wait obediently. I will inform you of any news about him one by one.”
I just wanted you to be anxious, to be in pain because you were worried about him but couldn’t go out.
Esmeralda, as you said, I was so narrow–minded that it was exasperating,
so I was not feeling well, and you shouldn’t expect to feel well either.
He let go of me after finishing speaking, gave me a cold smile, and then turned around and walked out.
I touched the neck that he had hurt, and watched his lonely figure in shock.
Reynaldo quickly walked out, without any hesitation in his steps.
The door was slammed by him, followed by the sound of it being locked.
I pursed my lips, leaned against the wall for a while, and then sat by the window.
I don’t know what the situation is outside now.
Vonnie, Winston, Anton…
How are they all doing now?
Reynaldo never came in again that night, weighed down by heavy thoughts.
I couldn’t help but knock on the door, and soon the voice of the bodyguard came from outside, “Ms. Duffy, is there something wrong?”
“Did Reynaldo come back?” I asked.
The bodyguard said, “No, Mr. Humphrey never answered.”