Chapter 1042

One of the doctors asked me in confusion, “Who are you asking about? Whose heart disease?”

I was about to speak when Quentin suddenly rushed over and tugged at my arm, saying, “Ralda, don’t ask too much. As long as Kimberly is okay, that’s all that matters.”

I frowned at him. Quentin’s reaction was really abnormal. In theory, shouldn’t he be more nervous about Kimberly’s illness than anyone else? Unless Kimberly was not sick, and he knew it beforehand.

Thinking of this, I shook off his hand and pointed to Kimberly on the sickbed, asking the doctor, “Is it her? She has a serious heart disease. Is her condition not serious?”

When I asked this question, Reynaldo and Anton both stared at the doctor, with a hint of suspicion between their eyebrows. The doctor looked even more puzzled.

He said, “No, we had done a full body examination on her before starting the treatment. Apart from being bitten by a snake and poisoned, she had no other symptoms.”

Chapter 1042

The so-called serious heart disease simply did not exist. I listened and my heart trembled fiercely.

Sure enough! Kimberly was indeed faking that illness! I thought, even if she really was sick, how could the illness always flare up so conveniently? That was clearly a pretense, and those blind men were really fooled by her. Each one of them believed in her illness without any doubt, and some were even extremely nervous!

I was angry when I remembered that Reynaldo had abandoned me several times before because of her illness. I sneered and hummed, clutching my chest, and smiled meaningfully at Reynaldo, saying, “Reynaldo, it hurts so much… I feel so uncomfortable…”

“Puff!” Vonnie covered her stomach, laughing so hard that her shoulders shook.

Reynaldo’s face darkened, pressing on the back of my neck, his voice restrained, “Don’t make a scene!”

“Oh, I pretended to be sick just to make trouble, and you despised me. Kimberly pretended to be sick, which was pitiful. You felt sorry for her, you were nervous.

“Esmeralda…”

Chapter 1047

Reynaldo looked at me helplessly, but his big hand slid down from the back of my neck, caught my hand along my arm, and held it tightly in his palm, as if afraid I would get angry and run away. I shook off his hand, but it didn’t come off. His other hand simply wrapped around my shoulder, locking me directly in his arms.

I stared at him. He smiled at me instead. I was so angry that I didn’t want to talk to him, so I turned my head to look at Anton and Quentin’s expressions.

Quentin anxiously stood guard by Kimberly’s hospital bed, as if afraid someone would come looking for Kimberly to settle a score. He obviously knew that Kimberly was pretending to have a heart disease.

I didn’t know how to talk to Quentin anymore. It seemed like no matter what Kimberly did or lied about, he didn’t care. He just blindly defended and protected Kimberly. I really don’t know what attitude he would have if she came to kill me one day.

I looked at Anton again. Anton frowned tightly and stared at Kimberly for a while before asking the doctor, “Have you checked thoroughly? How could her illness not be hereditary?”

Exactly, I was also feeling confused.