Chapter 1145
He was clearly so badly injured, yet he kept everything from me. That day he almost died, but he was still afraid that I would worry and hurry to call me back. He always had my best interests at heart, clearly loved me so much, but how could he bear to part ways with me? Thinking about his avoidance and indifference during this period, my heart felt sour and painful again. Resentment, sadness, and heartache intertwined in my heart like a tangled web, tearing at my heart.
I leaned against his shoulder, sat up, and kissed his lips recklessly. His eyes darkened, he wrapped his arms around my waist, deepening the kiss in an instant. The clothes slipped off, skin touched skin, and it was as hot as fire.
Reynaldo’s breathing grew heavier. He hugged me and instantly pressed me against the back of the sofa, preparing for the next step. I hurriedly dodged his kiss, tremblingly saying, “Wait… wait…”
Reynaldo’s actions stopped, his eyes staring at me heavily, filled with patience and restraint. His hoarse voice carried a hint of obvious loss: “If you don’t want to…”
Just as he was about to finish, I leaned against his shoulder and pushed him down onto the sofa. He was stunned for two seconds, then his handsome brows furrowed slightly. He looked at me with deep eyes and said, “Esmeralda, what are you doing?”
I skillfully undid his belt and said, “Don’t move around, just lie down obediently, I’ll do it.”
Actually, looking at all the wounds covering his body, and not knowing the extent of the internal injuries, I'm not sure if he can do it now, and if he does, whether it will worsen his injury or not. But we had already reached this point, our clothes were almost completely off, in a state of neither on nor off. If we didn’t continue, I would feel extremely uncomfortable with him again.
So, after thinking it over, I decided to take the initiative. Although… although it’s a bit embarrassing. But, I guess that’s just how it had to be. However, to be honest, personally, I still want to win once.
That day I was not dreaming; I dreamt that I was bullying him badly, even making him beg for mercy. That dream, every time I thought of it later, I couldn’t help but feel secretly pleased. So, I just wanted to take advantage of this man’s injury not being healed yet and turn that dream into reality. Mainly, I still harbored some resentment towards him, so I wanted to bully him severely. Bullied him until he begged for mercy, bullied him until he cried!
Thinking of this, I said to him again, “You see, you have been so weak recently, so stop messing around and just lie down and enjoy.”
As soon as I finished my sentence, he suddenly chuckled, as if he was laughing out of anger. He looked at me, with a slight smile at the corner of his mouth, “So, you are looking down on me?”
“No, how could I dare to look down on Mr. Humphrey?” I didn’t even look up and said the words, continuing to undo his belt.
Strange, is there a trick to undoing a man’s belt? Why couldn’t I figure it out every time?
While I was struggling with the belt, he suddenly put his hand on my shoulder, and then with a quick move, he flipped me over and pinned me down. My hand was still holding onto his belt, and it took me a full two seconds to realize that I was back down again.