Chapter 933

I ignored him and silently started the car.

He didn’t say a word the whole way; the pressure from his silence was suffocating.

While waiting at a traffic light, I rolled down the car window and glanced at him.

Reynaldo crossed his hands in front of him, his eyes staring straight ahead, lost in thought.

But his sharp jawline was tightly clenched, and the side of his face was cold and stern.

Honestly, the way he looks, even a second glance is torture.

Who doesn’t want someone by their side who is emotionally stable, gentle, and considerate?

But Reynaldo, in front of me, always had a cold attitude.

The car drove into the yard.

I parked and muttered to him, “We’re home.”

He didn’t move, nor did he pay any attention to me.

I pushed the car door open and prepared to get out.

He grabbed me, his dark eyes filled with a touch of anger, and asked, “Why do you suddenly want to go live with Quentin? Isn’t it good to stay here with me?”

“What do you think? You mock me every day, looking fierce and evil. Am I living here to be bullied by you?”

As I spoke, I unconsciously touched the place where I had fallen and hurt myself last night.

He glanced at the movement of my hand, his throat rolling, and his tone, for the first time ever, lowered. “I… I’ll change.”

I looked at him in surprise and delight.

Really?

He said he'd change?

Does he need to change his attitude toward me?

Huh!

Is this still the cold and heartless Reynaldo?

Faced with my skeptical gaze, the man’s face darkened again.

I didn’t have the energy to argue with him, so I said, “Whether you change or not, tomorrow, I will still go to Quentin’s place for a few days.”

After saying that, I wanted to get out of the car.

Little did I know he would pull me back, pressing me against the back of the chair, and angrily say, “I’ve already said I will change. Why are you still making a fuss? Esmeralda, what do you really want?”

What did I want?

I mocked myself in my heart, “Shouldn’t I have asked him this?”

He always treated me as an enemy, being fierce and cold toward me, and on one hand not allowing me to touch him, and on the other hand imposing various restrictions on my freedom.

I really wanted to ask him what he was thinking.

I stared at his slightly reddened eyes and said, “I don’t know what to do, I… um…”

However, before I could finish my words, Reynaldo forcefully covered my lips.

I stared in astonishment at the handsome face magnified before my eyes.

Wasn’t he the one who didn’t allow me to touch him? Why did he take the initiative to kiss me?

Reynaldo’s breath was hot, his movements hurried, and his nimble hands unconsciously slipped into the hem of my clothes.

I was so shocked that my whole body was trembling when I realized that my fate was in his hands.

I pushed him instinctively, but he instantly grabbed both of my wrists and held them high above my head.

The temperature inside the car rose sharply, and the atmosphere instantly became fiery and passionate.

A wave of shock passed through my heart.

He wouldn’t be trying to…

But how strange he was.

I was not allowed to touch him, but he wanted to touch me.

Under his fierce assault, I was limp in the seat, my hands unconsciously wrapped around his neck…

Bang!

Just then, someone suddenly knocked on the car window.