Chapter 791

His cold breath, following the side of my neck, slipped into my collar, causing my body to tremble slightly.

I tightened my hand by my side, looked into his black eyes, and said softly, “Yes, I lied to you at the beginning. The infertility test report was fake; I had Anton forge it.”

“Ich…”

He sneered, and his eyes were filled with coldness.

“So, I didn’t say wrong, you are the biggest liar in the world.”

“I have never lied to you, but you are always lying to me.”

His body was tense, clearly suppressing a strong hatred and anger.

I unconsciously took two steps back, but he followed closely behind.

Finally, I was pushed to the wall by him.

He raised his hand and pinned me between him and the wall.

He stared at me with slowly reddening eyes and asked, “So, tell me now, who is the biological father of those two children?”

“Didn’t you know?”

“I want you to say it in person!”

Reynaldo’s eyes had turned a deep crimson, the look in his eyes as if he hated me intensely, yet also tinged with other complex emotions.

In short, it’s incomprehensible.

I took a deep breath and said to him, “Everyone knows who the biological father of those two children is, so why are you asking me to say it?”

“I just want to hear you say it in person!”

Reynaldo was being stubborn at that moment, as if he had to ask for a result, but his whole body’s breath and eyes were still cold, with a strong hatred.

I couldn’t understand why he had already seen those two children and confirmed that they were his own.

Why did he insist on me admitting it in person?

His body slowly approached.

My clothes were already soaked, sticking to my body. As he approached, I could clearly feel the desire suppressed in his tense body.

My heart trembled, and I tried to shrink back against the wall.

He suddenly lifted my chin, his cold gaze locking onto me, “Speak.”

“What do you want me to say?” I was very helpless.

Four years have passed; Reynaldo is still a lunatic, even crazier than before.

“You, tell me who the biological father of those two children is!”

I don’t know why he had to dwell on this issue, an issue that he clearly already knew the answer to.

Faced with his cold coercion, I couldn’t help but laugh and said, “Didn’t you say I was the biggest liar in the world? If you ask me to speak, aren’t you afraid I’ll lie to you again?”

He looked at me and smiled deeply.

I don’t know if it was my feeling wrong, but his smile seemed tinged with a hint of bitterness, a hint of self-mockery, looking somewhat pitiful.

He said, “It’s because of this that I want to know if you will still fabricate lies to deceive me about these two children.”

His eyes were so determined that it was frightening, as if he would not recognize those two children if I said their biological father was someone else.

Actually, upon second thought, it doesn’t make any sense to be tangled up in this issue.

Everyone knows who the child’s biological father is.

He just wanted to hear me admit it in person, that’s all.

Just because I always lied to him, so this time he wanted to hear the truth once, right?

I looked at him and whispered, “Since you are so eager to hear me say it myself, then I will tell you that the child’s biological father is you.”