Chapter 593
He stared at me deeply, so candidly, my heart beating like a drum, even my breath became tight. He suddenly grabbed the back of my head and kissed me aggressively and dominantly. At that moment, I found it harder to breathe, and my mind went blank. In his passionate kisses, my legs grew weaker and weaker, almost unable to stand, until finally my whole body could only lean against his chest. My whole weight also had to be supported by the hand on my waist. He kissed me for a long time, and besides feeling difficulty in breathing, I also felt my neck sore. He hugged me from behind and kissed me so closely that my neck felt like it had twisted more than two hundred degrees.
I couldn’t stand it anymore, so I raised my weak and limp hand to pound his shoulder, indicating for him to let go of me. He then released my lips, but his big hand still held onto the back of my head. He hoarsely asked me, “Do you know why I am angry?” My mind had already wandered far away, and when he suddenly asked this question, I was completely caught off guard. He looked at me for a while without saying anything. He suddenly pinched my waist and repeated the same question as before, “Do you know why I am angry?” He pinched me, and it really hurt. I looked at him with blurred eyes. I didn’t know whether the mist in front of my eyes was tears squeezed out by pain or hot water sprayed down from the shower. I opened my mouth and took a while to find my voice, “You, you are just so suspicious, doubting me… doubting that I like Anton, right?” I gasped and finished speaking, feeling that even talking was a bit difficult at this moment. Reynaldo tugged at his lip and said, “Doubt? Do you think there’s a need for doubt?”
I looked at him with a pair of watery eyes. In the mirror, my cheeks were flushed, and I looked like I had been soaking in hot water. He suddenly pressed me against the wall. The icy coldness of the wall sent a shiver through my body, waking me up a bit. I frowned at him, almost on the verge of tears. He said he would trust me, but now it’s like this. The man “talked like farting”! It seemed that Reynaldo saw my grievances and smiled, “Don’t worry, I won’t bully you tonight, just… love you!”
“You are just a pervert without a heavy heart of doubt. I said I only like you, but you insist on doubting this and doubting that.” “Why are you so lacking in confidence, so convinced that you are no match for Anton?” “Weren’t you confident?”
Reynaldo chuckled softly. He whispered in my ear, laughing self-deprecatingly, “You never knew, I wasn’t lacking in confidence, but in this relationship, I never felt secure, never.” “So Esmeralda, have you ever thought that you have always just said you like me, but never given me a sense of security?” My heart trembled fiercely, and I was speechless by his question. He glanced at me sideways, very close, very close, and I could clearly see the hurt in his eyes.
He said with a smile, “Just now at Kimberly’s place, as soon as you heard Anton’s voice, you couldn’t wait to turn around and see his expression vividly.” “Did you subconsciously think about him, miss him, right?” I shook my head hastily and said, “No, no, really no.” “I just haven’t seen him for a few days, so I turned around instinctively to look at him. Don’t overthink it.”