Chapter 853

I sighed, leaning back in my chair. "Not only that, Reynaldo also enrolled them in a nearby kindergarten. They have been in school for half a month and are adapting quite well."

"That’s it, Reynaldo probably won’t give the child back to you, so why don’t you just move in with him?"

With that, Vonnie shook her head again and said, "No, no, Reynaldo still hates you. Every time he sees you, he refuses to give you a good face. If you move over, you will definitely be bullied by him, but..."

She paused, then glanced at my stomach. "With this situation between you and him, how can you still ask him for a third child?"

This is also what bothers me.

The day I returned to Freybourne, I did it with him, but unfortunately, I didn’t get pregnant.

Next, I didn’t know what to do either.

With Reynaldo’s cold attitude, if he didn’t take the initiative, I really didn’t have the courage to make a move on him.

Unless you get him drunk, it’s almost impossible to put him to sleep when he’s not in his senses.

But the man was very cunning, and I realized that it wouldn’t be so easy to get him drunk.

The more I thought about it, the worse I felt.

Vonnie was also in a bad mood, so the two of us went downstairs again to buy a bunch of alcohol and grilled skewers.

Vonnie said she wanted to get drunk, preferably enough to forget about that annoying Johnathan.

She used to curse Quentin, now it has become Johnathan, which shows that in her heart, Johnathan has slowly replaced Quentin.

It’s just Johnathan, why did he suddenly not want to get married again? Could it be that he is afraid of marriage?

When it comes to Johnathan, I think of his good buddy Reynaldo, feeling equally annoyed.

I had a drink with Vonnie and we both downed all the alcohol in the bottle.

I haven’t enjoyed drinking like this for a long time, probably since I was pregnant and didn’t drink much.

This time I suddenly drank so much, I really felt a little uncomfortable, and I choked and coughed for a while after drinking.

Vonnie leaned against the French window and smiled foolishly at me, saying, “Ralda, I remember you used to be able to drink three bottles without any problem, not even blushing or panting. But now you can’t even handle one bottle.”

“I didn’t.”

I wiped my mouth, opened two more bottles of wine, and handed one to her. “It’s been a while since I last drank, so I’m feeling a bit out of practice.”

After that, I ate a few skewers to fill my stomach.

Vonnie held a bottle of wine, looking suddenly melancholy.

Chapter 53

I asked her, “What’s wrong? Still thinking about Johnathan?”

Vonnie shook her head and said, “I was just thinking about when we had just graduated, how good it was back then. We were young, with a good mindset, and would go to the bar to dance and have fun from time to time.”

“At that time, Quentin was still good. Every time we went to the bar, he was always worried and brought a few brothers to act as bodyguards.”

“We used to go to the movies, travel around, take lots and lots of photos to post on Instagram, and create memories.”

“Back then, it seemed like there were no worries, right? Every day was spent playing crazily, drinking carelessly, and people were happy, unlike now…”

Yeah, back then there really were no worries.