Chapter 1161

I was just thinking about making Kimberly happy first, getting her excited, and then coaxing out those words about breaking up with Quentin. And then, when she realizes that the person flirting with her is actually me, she will be furious. There, my goal was really achieved.

What should I do? I made my easily angered husband angry again. I wish I had deleted the chat history just now.

I supported his waist and, with a look of apology, lowered my head in his arms and said, “I’m sorry, I won’t do this again next time.”

“Do you know why I’m angry?” Reynaldo’s muffled voice sounded from above.

I nodded, “You were mad at me for using your phone to chat with Kimberly.”

Reynaldo took a deep breath. He lifted my chin, smiled at me, clearly with suppressed anger. He brought the phone screen close to me and pointed to a few lines of text on it:

"Kimberly, I realized that you are still my favorite person. I just wanted to be with you now; I didn’t want to think about Esmeralda anymore. Kimberly, leave Quentin and come back to me."

“You see, what are you doing?” Reynaldo stared at me with a forced smile.

I chuckled and said, “I told you, I was just teasing her. Why are you getting angry?”

“I can’t just ignore her like this!” The man seemed to be getting angrier. “Esmeralda, I’m telling you, I, Reynaldo, have only ever loved one woman in my life, in the past, now, and in the future!”

Who was her favorite person, who only wanted to be with her?!

“Fart! I just want to be with you; I only want to be with you even in death!”

It’s over, it’s over. Reynaldo was really angry, so angry that he lost his composure and started swearing. I quickly covered his lips and kissed him pleasingly.

He held my shoulder and pushed me slightly, as if he wanted to push me away. He pushed me a little, then pulled me into his arms. He cradled the back of my head and deepened the kiss gradually. He didn’t let go of me until a long time later. I was kissed by him until I was out of breath, and my face turned red.

Fortunately, the anger on his face had clearly dissipated. He lowered his gaze, deleted all those chat records, and then blocked Kimberly as well. I wanted to laugh but didn’t dare to, afraid that he would get angry again.

Why didn’t this man block Kimberly earlier, so they wouldn’t have had to fight for so long? This is ridiculous. I had already made up with him, and he went ahead and blocked Kimberly again. It turns out he had deliberately kept Kimberly around to provoke himself.

Reynaldo was like this: the more he didn’t want to hear something, the more he didn’t want to face something, the more he had to go and listen; the more he had to face it, and then he would consume himself in solitude. He really enjoyed torturing himself.

Reynaldo dealt with all of Kimberly’s contact information, then hugged me and muttered, “Let’s go to sleep.”

“Oh…”

I obediently snuggled in his arms and then reached out to turn off the bedside wall lamp. Unfortunately, my arms couldn’t reach the switch. I was about to get up to turn off the light when a long arm reached over me and turned off the light directly.

Reynaldo locked my whole body in his arms and muttered, “Sleep!”

“Oh.”

I obediently responded with a sound, and as soon as my hand found his hand back, he held it tightly.