Chapter 694

"You keep provoking him like this; it will only hurt him even more."

Speaking of which, such a thing happened. He lost his dearest mother and beloved woman overnight, and he was more painful than anyone else.

I suddenly remembered something Reynaldo had said to me in the past.

He said, "His mother and I are the two most important people to him in this world."

But now, the two most important people to him—one is gone, and the other has become the killer of the person closest to him.

But now he is still protecting the one who started it all, the real culprit.

Oh, how ironic.

"Esmeralda?"

Just then, a familiar voice came from behind.

I turned around slowly, and through the wind and snow, I saw Anton getting out of the car and quickly walking towards me.

He looked at me in shock and said, "What are you doing here?"

When his gaze fell on my bloodied hands, his eyes changed, and he grabbed me anxiously to check, "What's wrong? Are you injured somewhere? Esmeralda, say something, what happened? Did Reynaldo hurt you?"

I stared at him blankly and said, "You heard too, I killed his mother, didn’t I?"

“Let’s go, I’ll take you back first,” Anton led me to the car.

I pulled my hand back forcefully and asked him with a gentle smile, "So, do you believe it too?"

Anton opened his eyes and whispered, "They all said you were desperate to save your mother, so you secretly took away the kidney that belonged to his mother."

So, looking at his appearance, he must have believed the words of those people.

At that moment, sadness welled up in my heart, and I couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

"I’ll tell you, the person who really killed Ms. Versta and my mother was actually your sister, Kimberly."

Anton’s face changed slightly, his brows furrowed, "How is that possible?"

"How is it not possible? Go investigate properly; look into Zackery’s relationship with her."

She was able to do this without leaking a drop—Zackery and my foolish brother helped a lot.

Anton didn’t say anything, and I didn’t bother to explain too much to him either.

After all, Kimberly was his sister, his only relative in the world.

Even if he truly believed that all these people were killed by Kimberly, what could he do? Would he help me kill his own sister?

I chuckled and took two steps back, holding out my blood-stained hand in front of him, "Do you know whose blood this is?"

Anton seemed to have guessed something, his face turning slightly pale.

I stared at him and said, "This is Kimberly’s blood. I killed Kimberly. I avenged my mother. Ha ha ha… Ha ha ha…"

Anton’s face changed; he rushed past me and ran quickly towards the yard.

I walked forward in a daze, facing the wind and snow.

The body was cold, but the heart was even colder.

I really wanted to throw myself into my mother’s arms, eat the ravioli she made; it must have been very warm.

I don’t know how long I walked.

I felt my hands, feet, and face were all numb from the cold.

I slowly lifted my head and unexpectedly saw on the huge electronic screen opposite me the words of Reynaldo confessing his love to me scrolling.

That was the day when he gave me a surprise on our first date.

He was not a romantic person; even the surprises and romance he created were filled with a conventional and tacky taste.