Chapter 591

Heavily laden with thoughts, he walked out of the villa.

I looked at Reynaldo and noticed that he also seemed to have something on his mind, tightly pursing his lips and remaining silent.

He silently started the car, and it quickly drove out of the yard.

I sighed lightly and asked him, “Are you still feeling upset because of Kimberly?”

“No,” Reynaldo said lightly.

Thinking of Kimberly’s recent out-of-control appearance, I pursed my lips and asked uneasily, “Didn’t she just get seriously ill? Will the words you just said to her be too stimulating for her…”

“Nothing, I have always been very clear with her. And not making her accept reality sooner will only make her sink deeper and deeper. So, it’s better to make it clear.”

“Was her illness really that serious?”

“Hmm,” Reynaldo looked straight ahead, his tone flat, “her mother died of a heart disease, which is hereditary.”

“That Anton…”

I was just about to ask if Anton had inherited this heart disease too, but before the words could leave my mouth, Reynaldo suddenly gave me a deep look.

My heart skipped a beat, and I hurriedly explained, “Don’t get me wrong. From a friend’s perspective, I just wanted to ask if he inherited this disease.”

Reynaldo gently tugged at the corner of his lips. After a while, he said quietly, “Don’t worry, he didn’t inherit this disease.”

“Can this disease really not be cured?”

“It’s hard to say, unless… we find a suitable heart for her and perform a heart transplant.”

I pursed my lips and stopped asking more questions. It seems that Kimberly’s illness was indeed incurable. After all, heart transplantation itself was already a high-risk procedure, not to mention the difficulty of finding a suitable heart donor. Those things, “cannot be bought with money.”

Reynaldo took me back to the villa where we used to live, which was formerly “the Duffy’s villa.”

When getting out of the car, Reynaldo suddenly said to me, “We are good now, you are still my wife, so tell your family that they can come back to live whenever they want.”

“Oh, oh…”

In the midst of the conversation, he had already entered the room. I frowned and stared at his tall figure, always feeling that this man was angry.

However, what exactly was he angry about?

We were having a good time on our date today, and he was being quite gentle. How come all of a sudden he changed his attitude? Was it because of Anton’s appearance? In the end, what he cared most about was still Anton.

I pursed my lips and followed him upstairs. Walking to the study door, he stopped and turned to me, saying, “Your clothes are still in the bedroom, so go take a shower first. After showering, go to bed early.”

I instinctively grabbed him and asked, “What about you?”

“I still have some business to take care of, I’ll come after I finish.”

His tone was calm, and the look in his eyes was gentle. But I just felt uncomfortable in my heart, like he was angry. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have ignored me like that.

I frowned at him and said, “Are you misunderstanding something again? In fact, I was with Anton…”

“No.” Reynaldo smiled faintly and ruffled my hair, “It’s getting late, go take a shower and go to bed.”

With that, he pushed open the door to the study and went in. I stomped my feet in anger. He is not like himself at all, “it’s strange if he’s not angry!”

Forget it, don’t bother with him. Let him be angry if he wants to be.