Chapter 792
Although the answer was already known, at the moment when I admitted it with my own mouth, his body still trembled, and there was a hint of emotion in his eyes that I couldn’t understand—like excitement, yet also like joy.
I don’t know why, but his reaction made me feel a little bitter and sad in my heart. He clearly still cared about the child, but why wouldn’t he believe that my relationship with his mother had nothing to do with her death? We, as a family of four, could have been happy together, but he just wouldn’t believe me.
Reynaldo’s breath drew closer, and he kissed the corner of my lips, his voice hoarse and restrained, “Why did you dare to come back? Huh?”
Look, as soon as the child’s issue was settled, he started to bring up his mother’s matter with me again. Even though he had children, his hatred towards me did not diminish in the slightest.
I avoided his breath and said lightly, “I have a clear conscience, why wouldn’t I dare to come back?”
“Did you forget what I said before? Why do you dare to appear in front of me?” His tone was harsh and cold, as if he wanted to tear me apart.
I clenched my fists tightly by my side and smiled at him, “If you let go of me now and give the children back to me, I will disappear immediately and stop bothering you.”
Reynaldo’s face, on the other hand, grew even colder, with a deeper hatred in his eyes. He didn’t speak anymore, just stared at me fiercely.
Wrapped in wet clothes, I was already extremely uncomfortable, and now he was pressing against me, making it even harder for me to breathe. I couldn’t help but push him, but his tall figure remained motionless.
I was about to say something when suddenly I sneezed twice in a row.
He gave me a cold glance, suddenly let go of me, and said in a cold tone, “Go take a shower.”
“Essie and Roddy…”
“Go! Take a shower!”
The three words, ice-cold, carried an irresistible pressure and hostility.
Anyway, I was feeling uncomfortable all over now; it would be more comfortable to take a bath.
The familiar bathroom remained the same as before, and even my toiletries were still there. A complex feeling that couldn’t be described surged in my heart again. I picked up the couple water cup and felt so sad that I wanted to cry. That was when we opened our hearts to each other and made up, I specifically went to buy it. He was so happy at that time, he could even be described as “overwhelmed with joy.” He cherished the cup at that time, reluctant to use it, just kept it there and looked at it; he would smile. The past sweetness contrasts sharply with the present, always making people sad.
I put the cup away and turned to turn on the shower. The warm water splashed on my body, instantly soothing my tense nerves. At first, I didn’t know what mood to say goodbye to Reynaldo with. And now, everything has fallen into place.
After taking a shower, my mind calmed down a lot. I put on a bathrobe, opened the door of the bathroom, and walked out.
Reynaldo did not leave. He leaned against the window and smoked. When I came out, the cigarette in his hand had just burned out. He put out the cigarette butt, closed the window a little, and then turned to look at me.