Chapter 1071
After the bloodstains on his hands were cleaned up, I finally saw the wounds. All five fingers were injured, with wounds deep enough to see the bones, and a long cut across the palm.
How painful such a deep wound must be. In an instant, my tears couldn’t stop falling.
Reynaldo whispered, “It really doesn’t hurt, Esmeralda, it doesn’t hurt…”
I didn’t say anything, just silently gave him the medicine and took the gauze to bandage him. After I finished, he raised the hand that had been wrapped in front of me and smiled, saying, “Look, my wife is really skillful; the wrapping looks so nice.”
I stared at him without blinking. A complex emotion surged in my heart, difficult to put into words—like heartache, like guilt, like being touched.
He stared for a moment and asked, “What’s wrong?”
I threw myself into his arms, holding him tightly, and choked out, “Reynaldo, it’s so good to have you.”
Reynaldo smiled and kissed the hairline of my forehead, leaning over my ear and whispered, “I am the lucky one to have you.”
After bandaging Reynaldo’s wound, he cooked me a bowl of noodles. Today my emotions fluctuated greatly, to the point where I felt completely lost and dispirited, with no energy and no appetite. After eating a few bites of noodles, I couldn’t eat anymore.
Reynaldo saw the situation and took me to the bedroom. He put me on the bed, tucked me in, touched my forehead, and said softly, “Sleep well; everything will be better when you wake up.” He stood up straight after finishing speaking.
I thought he was going to leave, so I quickly grabbed him.
He smiled and said, “I’m not leaving; I’ll stay with you.”
With that, he took off his coat, lay down, and pulled me into his arms. I turned my back to him, leaning against his warm chest, and my heart gradually settled down.
The wind in late autumn was cool, and the fallen leaves outside the window fluttered. I stared blankly at the desolate scenery, but what came to mind was the warm scene of my family being together in the past.
I could never understand why the once happy and warm family turned out like this. After being betrayed by the closest people to me, all the warmth that once existed turned into sharp blades at that moment, stabbing at my heart again and again.
I bit my lip, reached for Reynaldo’s arm, and held on tightly.
Reynaldo kissed the back of my neck and whispered, “Don’t think about anything; just sleep well.”
“I just don’t understand…” I looked out the window, blankly saying, “Why don’t they want me? They used to be so caring and loving towards me.”
If from the beginning, they were not good fathers, good brothers, I wouldn’t care that they backstabbed me time and time again like this. They used to love me, but now they don’t. From extreme care to heartless betrayal, that kind of hurt is really not something that can be let go of all at once.
I thought that after four years, I could do without such a father and brother. Originally, being betrayed by them again, my heart would still hurt; my emotions would still collapse.
I closed my sore eyes, and for a moment, how I wished, “I had no blood relation with them; I was just a child picked up by the Duffy family.” At least in this way, my heart wouldn’t feel so desolate.