Chapter 1147

He hugged me tightly, his chin resting on the top of my head, his chest rising and falling rapidly against me.

I could feel his heart beating very fast. Vivid, passionate.

I buried my head in his chest, listening to his strong and powerful heartbeat, feeling myself drifting off to sleep.

Suddenly, my hand resting on his waist faintly touched a dampness.

Thinking of the wound on his waist, my heart suddenly skipped a beat.

I pushed him away hastily, got up to take a look, and saw that the bandage on his waist had come loose, with blood oozing out from the wound and trickling down along his waistline.

Although there was not much blood, it was still a shocking sight.

I asked urgently, "What should we do? The wound really opened up."

Reynaldo, however, appeared indifferent.

He pulled me into his arms, speaking softly with his voice still husky, wrapped in a hint of post-satisfaction and laziness.

"No problem, it will be done in a while."

"It's bleeding, how could it be okay?" I said to him anxiously.

The next second, I saw that the wounds on his chest and abdomen had also opened up a bit, and fresh blood was oozing out.

I became more anxious and pulled him. "You need to get up quickly and go to the hospital to have these injuries checked."

Reynaldo looked at me quietly for a while and said, "There is no car."

"Then you quickly call your assistant over and have him take you to the hospital as soon as possible."

"Or… or you call an ambulance quickly…"

Before I could even finish speaking, he pulled me into his arms again and chuckled softly, saying, "You seem to still have a lot of energy left. How about we do it again?"

"Reynaldo!" I frowned and glared at him.

I was so anxious, and he was still joking with me.

It seemed that he could tell I was angry.

Reynaldo kissed my forehead and whispered, "It's really nothing. Those wounds have been torn open before, I’m used to it. They will scab over on their own soon."

I watched the blood oozing out, feeling a bit of heartache, regret, and anger.

I angrily said to him, "Calculate the time, how long have these wounds been, and they can still split open. It shows how crazy you were just now."

"You are really something, knowing that you are injured, why do you still have to go through all that trouble."

"I told you to lie down obediently, but you just wouldn’t listen!"

"Lying down is not uncomfortable, why do you have to…?"

"Esmeralda……" Reynaldo interrupted me with a smile, "Do you want to listen to what you are actually saying?"

I was stunned for two seconds, and muttered, "What did I say? I said you don’t listen! I said you’re crazy! I said it’s your own fault if your wound opens up!"

I was so angry!

This man completely "doesn’t care at all about his own body!"

Reynaldo held my hand, placed it on his chest, and chuckled softly, saying, "What you just said wasn’t this."

I grunted, "Then you tell me, what did I just say?"

The man stared at me without blinking, his gaze focused and intense.

"You just said, lying down is not uncomfortable."

It’s really strange.

When this man said these words, the atmosphere instantly became extremely ambiguous.

No, it was Reynaldo’s gaze that was too scorching.

I turned away and muttered, "No way."

Reynaldo whispered in my ear, "You seem to really enjoy being on top."

I was taken aback and shook my head, "No."