Chapter 662

“You used to call your girlfriend five times a day.”

After saying that, I went into the room, closed the door, and heard Quentin’s muffled laughter outside.

I leaned against the door and turned on the video.

“What are you doing?”

Reynaldo seemed to be in the study. He was leaning over the desk, drawing something on the paper with a pen, and his gaze occasionally glanced towards me.

I smiled at him and said, “Nothing much, just came back from the hospital and getting ready to wash up and go to bed.”

“It’s time to go to bed. Did the doctor mention what time the surgery is tomorrow?”

“At eight o’clock in the morning, because it was a major surgery that would take several hours, the doctor tried to schedule it in the morning. The same goes for your mother, right?”

“Mm-hmm,” Reynaldo nodded, carefully drawing on the paper.

I curiously peered, my eyes almost wanting to dive into the phone, but still couldn’t see clearly, as the books on the desk blocked my view.

I asked him, “What are you drawing?”

Reynaldo did not look up, a low and hoarse voice came from the phone.

“I was designing your wedding dress.”

I was stunned, with a hint of sweetness overflowing in my heart.

I said to him, “You should rest early. The wedding dress doesn’t have to be designed right now. We have plenty of time in the future.”

Reynaldo sketched a few lines on the paper.

He put down his pen, leaned back in his chair and stretched lazily, smiling at me. “It’s getting late. It will take some time to make the wedding dress, so I have to hurry up and design it.”

He paused, then suddenly stared at me without blinking, his deep voice filled with intoxicating tenderness. “I want to tell the whole world early: you are my one and only beloved wife, Esmeralda Reynaldo.”

Although we were separated by the phone, the man said such sweet words so seriously that I felt a little embarrassed.

My cheeks were slightly flushed. I avoided eye contact and smiled at him. “It’s late, go to bed early, Reynaldo.”

“I really want to hold you while sleeping,” the man suddenly said, with a serious tone.

I touched my nose, sat on the bed, and said to him, “I remember we had a pretty big doll in our bedroom, do you want to sleep with it?”

Reynaldo’s handsome face darkened. “It doesn’t have your fragrance, it doesn’t have your softness, and it doesn’t have warmth, nor does it move.”

Um!

Can I understand that this man was making suggestive remarks?

Ah ah ah ah!!

Sure enough, this man has always been just “superficially decent.”

Chapter 663

“Esmeralda, after all these things are over, we will be together forever. Only when you are by my side is my heart most at ease.”

I looked at him. In the video, there was a strong fatigue between his eyebrows, but in those gentle eyes were all expectations for our future life.

I nodded heavily. “Okay.”

After ending the video call with Reynaldo, I didn’t feel sleepy at all.

I noticed that the light in Quentin’s room was also on for most of the night.

I think Reynaldo might have had trouble sleeping tonight.

Everyone was worried about the surgery tomorrow.

The next morning arrived in the blink of an eye.

Now it’s winter, the sun rises late, and it’s still dark outside after six o’clock.

When I got up, Quentin was busy in the kitchen.

He said to me, “Have breakfast before going to the hospital.”