Chapter 981

Upon opening it, it turned out to be a valuable diamond necklace.

No wonder Braylon said today that Reynaldo asked him to help me order a gift. He really wanted to give me a gift. Just, out of the blue, how come he suddenly gave me a gift?

I asked him in confusion, “Why did you suddenly give me a gift?”

“It’s nothing, just wanted to give it,” Reynaldo said flatly, burying his head and continuing to eat.

I looked at the gift in my hand, then at the candlelit dinner in front of me, and then thought of his sulky appearance. The more I thought about it, the more uneasy I felt. He suddenly made it so ceremonial; it must be an important day today.

My birthday? No way, it’s not even my birthday yet! That is…

I looked at him suddenly and said, “Is today your birthday?”

Reynaldo took a deep breath and muttered, “No!” He paused, frowned, and added somewhat resentfully, “You didn’t even remember my birthday!”

“I didn’t forget, you didn’t tell me.” I seemed to have angered him again with my words.

He said with restraint, “In the second year of our marriage, I told you, but you just didn’t take it to heart!”

Oh? Memories flipped backwards. The once blurry memories also gradually resurfaced. I vaguely remember one time when I was in a bad mood and didn’t like anyone. He insisted on having dinner with me. I vaguely remember that he took me to a small, ordinary house at that time, just me and him. He prepared a table of food himself, with a birthday cake on the table. He asked me to have dinner with him at that time. But I was annoyed at that time, wanting to leave; he held me back, wanting to keep me.

When I pushed him away, I accidentally knocked over the dining table. The dishes and the cake were all spilled on the floor. He was squatting on the ground at that time, staring at the mess on the ground with red eyes, and remained silent for a long time. Perhaps out of guilt, I told him at the time that I would treat him to a meal. He seemed to just say emotionlessly, “Today is my birthday,” at that time.

Upon reflection, this matter became completely clear. Counting the days, today was indeed not his birthday.

I glanced at Reynaldo across from me and whispered, “I will remember your birthday in the future.”

The man sighed and made no comment.

I licked my lips and asked, “So the gift you gave me today is… Oh, I remember now, our wedding anniversary, today is our wedding anniversary, right?”

Reynaldo sighed again, turned his face away to look outside, as if saying, “I can’t believe you still remember.”

This time I really remembered it. Today is our wedding anniversary, and it’s also the day he asked me to sign the divorce agreement. Emma, I actually forgot such an important day.

Reynaldo prepared a candlelit dinner again and also prepared a gift for me. It turns out he wanted to celebrate our wedding anniversary with me. Thinking of this, I felt a sweet feeling in my heart, walked over, and sat on his lap.

He naturally put his arm around my waist and spoke to me in a dull tone, “You don’t care about anything; you just have no heart.”

“Okay, okay, I’m sorry, it’s my fault, I forgot,” I coaxed him, gave him a kiss on his lips, and said, “What should I do? I didn’t prepare a gift for you.”