Chapter384
Also, big stars like them hate paparazzi following and taking photos of them, and then reporting randomly.
I said, how could Anton look at people with such a fierce look in his eyes.
“Esmeralda…” Anton suddenly leaned in closer to me, his black and white eyes staring at me intently.
His features were truly exquisite. Suddenly, as he leaned in closer, my heart inexplicably skipped a beat. I quickly leaned back, slightly increasing the distance between us.
Anton smirked, looking very mischievous, once again leaving me feeling dizzy.
To be honest, if he is a little bad, a little evil, then he really is a monster.
Looking at his peerless face up close, I felt my face flush and my heart race, so I quickly averted my gaze.
Anton chuckled and said, “Esmeralda, you weren’t actually… scared by me, were you?”
“No, no…” I quickly shook my head in denial.
He chuckled twice, finally straightened up, and took a step back from me.
I sighed and awkwardly rubbed my flushed face.
I am also amazed at myself. Being stared at by a handsome guy makes me blush and my heart race. It’s really pathetic!
Anton glanced at me and said with a smile, “True, Reynaldo has never
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given you a good face, and his eyes always seem to be as sharp as knives.”
“You’re not even afraid of his gaze, so how could you be afraid of me, right?”
Whenever he mentioned Reynaldo, my heart would skip a beat, bringing a touch of bitterness and pain.
I pursed my lips and said, “Yes, you are much better than him, at least… in your attitude towards me.”
Anton’s gaze deepened inexplicably when he looked into my eyes, and then it became somewhat elusive, as if he was seeing another person through me, or reminiscing about something in the past.
He remained silent for a long time.
I couldn’t help but shout to him, “Mr. Palmer?”
Anton came to his senses and smiled at me, that smile could be considered gentle.
I asked him, “How come you’re here? Wasn’t there a notice today?”
“Tll go later and ask my friend some medical questions.”
He paused and suddenly glanced at the check–up form in my hand, asking me, “What about you? Are you here for a check–up at the hospital? Is something bothering you?”
“I…”
I was about to speak when suddenly my phone rang.
It was Reynaldo who called.
I furrowed my brows, smiled apologetically at Anton, and then walked to the side to answer the phone.
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As soon as the phone was answered, the man’s impatient and cold voice came through, “Have you finished the inspection?”
“It’s not that fast, you think it’s just a blood draw,” I said irritably.
There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, then came the question, “Where are you now? I’ll come find you.”
“No, I will check it myself.”
Perhaps I opposed too strongly, and the man’s voice turned colder: “You better not play any tricks on me, otherwise… I’ll kill you!”
He had made such vicious threats countless times that by now, as I listened, I felt no reaction inside.
I said lightly, “Got it.”
I hung up the phone after saying that.
This phone call made my mood even more depressed, and the difficult problems I had to face kept piling up.
Anton looked at me and asked, “What’s wrong? Did Reynaldo call?”
I nodded and sat on the steps, feeling so bored that I didn’t know what to
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Anton sat down beside me and glanced at the checklist in my hand. He said, “You, gynecological examination? Did Reynaldo bring you here?”
