Chapter 527

“No, it’s not possible,” my heart tightened suddenly.

How could I have said such harsh words to Reynaldo, especially considering how young I was at that time?

Although I am not a good man or a believer, I would not unjustly say such hurtful words to a young man.

Anton must have deceived me.

I couldn’t believe it. Anton didn’t say anything more, just walked out and said, “I packed some ravioli for you, along with some snacks and milk.”

When the words fell, the others had already walked out.

I looked out at the night, remembering the resolute look on Reynaldo’s face when he had just left, feeling a pang in my heart.

Reynaldo, even when I was young, I really was so terrible to you.

But now we have turned the page.

I personally told you that I like you, why don’t you believe it?

A sleepless night.

The next day when I woke up, I was not feeling very well.

Anton took me to have breakfast nearby first, and then drove me back to Freybourne.

When the car entered the Freybourne city area, Anton asked me, “Where do you want to go?”

I lowered my head and glanced at my phone.

In the morning, I sent a message to Reynaldo, but he didn’t reply. I also called him, but he didn’t answer.

There were no messages or phone reminders on the phone, quiet as if there was no network.

I looked out of the window sadly, not knowing where to go for a moment.

Reynaldo obviously didn’t want to talk to me. If I went to look for him now, he probably wouldn’t see me either.

Anton glanced at me and sighed, “Since you don’t know where to go, you might as well come with me to see Winston first.”

I was taken aback, “You… want to go see Winston?”

Anton didn’t say anything, he just turned the car around and drove towards the direction of the jail.

I looked at his cold profile and thought to myself, there must still be some feelings between him and Winston.

In jail.

A large glass separated them.

Winston was on the other side of the glass, and Anton and I were on this end.

Just a few days without seeing each other, Winston looked much more haggard.

I remember the last time I saw him in the elevator, his eyes were fierce and terrifying, his expression was crazy and unwilling.

And at this moment, his expression had clearly calmed down a lot.

He stared at Anton without blinking, his eyes bloodshot and his expression filled with sadness.

He smiled lightly, but it was only self-mockery that was reflected.

“I knew…”

He spoke first, his voice hoarse, “It was you who called the police to arrest me.”

Anton neither admitted nor denied it, he just looked at him lightly.

Winston pulled at his lips, the self-mockery at the corner of his lips even more pronounced.

“I knew Reynaldo; he would let me have anything except for the woman beside you.

So, with his personality, no matter what, he wouldn’t call the police to arrest me.

That’s why I hated him.

Hate his false benevolence and righteousness, hate his disdain; if it weren’t for him, I wouldn’t be like this.”

I sighed in my heart, and to this day, he still blames all the mistakes on others.

Anton chuckled lightly and said, “Do you hate me?”

Winston looked at him heavily, his crimson eyes like a stagnant pool, without a ripple.

He said, “When I first found out that you deceived me and used me, I hated you so much that I wished we could both die together.”