Chapter 64

“I didn’t lie to you! I was telling the truth…”

“Shut up!” Reynaldo suddenly bellowed, and he fiercely punched the side of my car.

I screamed in fear, looking at him in terror.

He lowered his head slightly, his chest heaving violently, his sinister expression as if he wanted to kill me.

Winston was highly regarded by everyone, and for events like the Humphrey family’s party, he would always be there early to lend a hand.

But he never showed up.

“Just now, you were with him, right?”

“No… no, no, no…”

Even though I was extremely scared of him at that moment, I still wanted to argue back.

“I didn’t hang out with Winston, and I haven’t been in touch with him all along. I was really just in a meeting at the company!”

I spoke so resolutely, but all I got in return was his cold sneer.

“You were constantly lying, Esmeralda. You are the kind of person who doesn’t deserve anyone’s sincere treatment!”

He finished speaking and suddenly threw me hard onto the ground.

I fell instantly on the steps at the entrance, feeling a piercing pain in my palms and knees.

I painfully sat up and discovered that a large piece of skin on my palm had been scraped off, oozing blood.

Reynaldo walked up to me. He coldly looked down at me, his voice chilling to the extreme: “Did you really think you were still the rich young lady from before? Let me tell you, I want to kill you, and that’s easier than killing an ant.”

This was the first time Reynaldo looked at me with such cold eyes, his dark and gloomy gaze filled with intense murderous intent and hostility.

I trembled all over as I watched him, unable to say a word.

At that moment, I truly felt the terror of this man.

Maybe at that moment, he really wanted to kill me.

In the end, I was just a lover played with by him. In his eyes, I was nothing more than a pet.

The heart ached severely.

I clenched my hand tightly, letting the pain in my palm remind myself, absolutely cannot lose control again.

“Come with me to the Humphrey family.”

He coldly dropped the sentence and walked towards the car.

I endured the pain in my knee and got up from the ground.

Even so, he had no intention of letting me off the hook and wanted to send me to the Humphrey family to be humiliated.

Look, how much he hated me.

And before, where did my confidence come from, always fantasizing about whether he liked me or not.

Was it because he helped our family pay off the debt?

Was it because he was willing to lend me ten million?

Or perhaps, he got me a car?

Well, that was simply because he was generous, or maybe because he was in a good mood, casually bestowing his favor upon me, or perhaps it was just his way of humiliating me.

No matter the reason, what does it have to do with “emotions” anyway?

I sat in the back seat, looking at my reflection in the car window, and laughed at myself self-deprecatingly.

As I was laughing, I even cried tears out.

I don’t know how to do it.

I really will never again consider his little ‘favor‘ as liking.

Never again!

The car was driving smoothly on the road.

I laid my injured hand on my knee and stared blankly out of the window.

The night scene was prosperous, which I was familiar with.

In the past, I used to enjoy strolling around the night scenery with Lavonne.

We have almost visited every place in this city.

I lived here for over twenty years, and everywhere was filled with familiar vibes.

But at that moment, I suddenly wanted to escape, to leave this city where I had grown up since childhood.

Because of this city, there was Reynaldo.

I wanted to escape far away, and I never wanted to see him again in my life.

But did I escape? Will he spare me?

Originally, it was all wrong from the very beginning.

I shouldn’t have provoked him from the beginning.

The car stopped in front of the Humphrey family’s old house.

At this moment, the yard was filled with cars, and the parking space Reynaldo stopped at was still the one the Humphrey family’s servant had reserved for him in advance.

“Young master,” the servant skillfully took his coat and said to him, “The guests have all arrived, and the second young master is here too. We are now waiting for you.”

Reynaldo glanced back at me, his eyes indifferent with a hint of coldness between his eyebrows.