Chapter 935
Thinking of this, a complex feeling surged in my heart.
Reynaldo did not look towards me, nor did he know what Essie was saying. At this moment, the desire in his face faded away, leaving only gentleness on his handsome face. He rubbed Roddy’s little head, carefully looked at the model Roddy had put together, and praised Roddy with sincerity. Honestly, this scene was really warm and happy. The two children also enjoyed this kind of atmosphere. However, with such a misunderstanding and hatred, this touch of warmth and happiness is ultimately just a fleeting moment.
Tomorrow I was going to stay at Quentin’s place. This time, I was determined to uncover Kimberly’s secrets and expose her past crimes!
Reynaldo accompanied the children for a while, then went upstairs. I stared at his back for a few seconds, then silently went to the kitchen. Forget it, let’s cook Reynaldo a bowl of spaghetti after all; he has a stomach problem, and it’s not good for him to get sick. Madisyn took the children to bathe and put them to bed on time. When I finished cooking the spaghetti, the room was very quiet. Reynaldo was not in the bedroom, so I carried the spaghetti to the study.
I knocked on the door, and a cold voice from inside said, “Come in.” I glanced at the spaghetti in my hand, and then pushed the door open. Reynaldo was making a phone call. He stood by the window, with his sleeves rolled up, revealing his strong forearms, coupled with his lean waist and upright figure, how could he look so sexy and attractive? I quickly averted my gaze and silently placed the bowl of spaghetti on the desk.
I don’t know what happened. Four years later, when I saw him again, I always had this feeling about his body. What’s going on? Think about it, in the past, he would see me and immediately want to sleep with me. Now I really became someone who just wants to sleep with him as soon as I see him. The more I thought about it, the more embarrassed I felt. I didn’t dare to look at him, so I put down the spaghetti and left.
Suddenly, a voice said, “Stop,” which startled me into stopping unconsciously. He had finished the call, then glanced at the spaghetti on the table and slowly asked me, “Did you cook this yourself?”
I nodded.
He chuckled and said, “No wonder.”
I looked at him in confusion and said, “What’s the matter?”
“No wonder the color and appearance are not good.”
Hiss! I took a deep breath and forcefully extinguished the flames of anger rising in my heart. I said, “Eat it if you want, throw it away if you don’t!” I said, “I’m leaving.”
He grabbed me, his eyes deep, his thin lips moving slightly, and the words he spoke carried a hint of awkwardness. “Why did you suddenly cook spaghetti for me? What’s the occasion?”
I was choked with anger again. Honestly, talking to him would drive you crazy. I looked at him expressionlessly and said, “Yes, I spiked that bowl of spaghetti with an aphrodisiac. Mr. Humphrey, you better not eat it. Be careful, I might drain you dry!”
“Esmeralda!” Reynaldo growled at me, his handsome face displaying a mix of emotions, like anger, embarrassment, and a hint of disbelief. It’s hard to imagine that I have become such a licentious woman. I smiled and said to him, “I really added an aphrodisiac, so you must not eat it.”
After saying that, I ignored the excitement on his face and walked out of the study.