Chapter 189

Is it true that she is allowed to talk about me, but I am not allowed to talk about her?

Kimberly tugged at Reynaldo’s arm and said sadly, “Don’t be mean to Ms. Duffy either. What she said is true. I always look like I’m about to die, and it’s all my own fault for having such a weak body.” Tears fell as she spoke.

I coldly curled my lips and said, “So, you turned out to be a white lotus, quite good at pretending!”

“Shut up!” Reynaldo glared fiercely.

I suppressed my sadness and snorted, “Tell your woman not to bother me, not to mention me constantly, then I won’t mention her.”

Reynaldo dangerously squinted, his icy gaze seeming to want to tear me apart. I mocked myself inwardly.

So, he wanted me to go back with him like that? Did he think I had a tendency to be abused?

Kimberly feigned concern, pulling on Reynaldo’s arm. “Reynaldo, don’t be angry. It’s my fault for meddling and caring too much about her affairs.” However, her strong reaction concealed something, preventing us from learning what medicine she was taking—which was strange.

“I was so worried about what serious illness she had.”

“Have you said enough? It doesn’t matter what illness I had; it has nothing to do with you, okay?”

You have such a kind heart; why didn’t you pity the beggars on the roadside, those poor people?

“Really hypocritical!”

“Esmeralda!” Reynaldo gritted his teeth, growling coldly, “I’ll say it again, shut up!” His gloomy gaze fell upon the medicine I carried.

I discreetly hid the medicine and said, “What are you looking at? Haven’t you seen calcium supplements before?”

Reynaldo coldly pursed his lips and glanced at the pharmacist inside. He wasn’t as soft-spoken as Kimberly; his oppressive presence and gloomy expression frightened the pharmacist, who shrank back. However, the pharmacist maintained high professional ethics. He waved his hand, saying, “We cannot casually disclose a patient’s medication. If you want to know, ask her directly.”

Hearing this, I felt relieved.

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Since the pharmacist wouldn’t speak, I had nothing to fear. I’d long since grown tired of Kimberly's interference, so I turned and walked away. A cold gaze followed me. Ignoring it, I straightened my back and walked on. Lacking taxi fare, I waited for a bus back to the shanty town.

Returning to my rented house near 5 p.m., going to the construction site was pointless. The room was messy; Trevin’s clothes lay on the floor, disgusting me. I swept them out and cleaned the sofa. Locking the gate, I went to the bedroom and lay down.

I accessed my original WhatsApp account. Since Reynaldo had found me, hiding previous contact information was unnecessary. Countless messages popped up: my mom’s, my dad’s, and Reynaldo’s. Seeing these familiar contacts, I felt transported to another world.

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I opened my mother’s messages first. They were filled with concern, asking where I’d gone and reminding me to stay safe. I also had messages complaining about my father, his reckless spending and troublemaking. I mentioned wanting a divorce; life couldn’t continue like this.

Looking at those complaints, I felt a headache and didn’t want to reply. I opened my father’s messages. He scolded me for being heartless, asking where I’d been hiding. He even said he didn’t need my money, questioning why I needed to hide. He urged me to return, saying my mother was suicidal and constantly arguing with him. His message also gave me a headache.