Chapter302
I furrowed my brow and thought for a moment, then suddenly came up with a solution.
I quickly took out my phone and sent a text message to Reynaldo…
I don’t know if this method worked.
But if Reynaldo really wanted me to have a baby for him, this method should work.
After sending the message, I leaned against the sink, anxiously waiting.
I don’t know if Reynaldo will come.
I just sent him a message: “Come to the bathroom for a moment, I have something to tell you.”
After waiting for about five minutes, I didn’t see that man coming over.
Could it be that he didn’t see the message?
Should I just give him a call directly and ask him to come over?
Hesitating in my heart, I waited for another two minutes before taking out. my phone and dialing the man’s number directly.
Suddenly, a pleasant ringing sound came from behind.
I was startled, and suddenly looked up, only to see another person in the mirror in front of me.
It was Reynaldo.
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I was speechless, this man really came and went without a sound.
His phone was still ringing, and I quickly hung up the outgoing call, turned around, and looked at him respectfully.
No matter how much I resented him in my heart, I couldn’t change the fact that he was my immediate superior.
I lowered my eyes slightly and said, “Mr. Humphrey!”
Reynaldo put away his phone and asked me coldly, “What do you want from me?”
There was no expression on his face, not even a direct look in his eyes.
It was obvious that he was still angry about what happened last night.
But I couldn’t figure out what he was so angry about last night.
Seeing that I didn’t say anything for half a day, he said coldly, “If you have nothing to say, then I’ll leave. After all, I don’t have much time to waste with you.”
“Wait…wait…
Seeing that he was about to leave, I quickly called out to him.
He didn’t turn around, but his footsteps did come to a halt.
I bit my lip, facing his cold and indifferent attitude, I didn’t know how to use the method I had just thought of
He waited for a few seconds, then lifted his foot and walked outside.
Look, his patience with me is really limited.
As he was about to walk out of the bathroom, I hurriedly shouted at his
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back. “I can’t drink alcohol!”
He stopped again, turned around and sneered at me, “Someone who frequents bars, you think she can’t drink? Who would believe that?”
“I really can’t drink alcohol,” I emphasized again.
What he got instead was a more mocking sneer.
He walked up to me, lowered his gaze and stared at me, with a tone of sarcasm and resentment.
In the beginning. I didn’t let you go to the bar, didn’t let you drink, but you insisted on going, and spent all day getting drunk with those male. models and playboys.
What, now that you have to have a drink with the client, you’re being coy again?
Esmeralda, I knew what kind of person you were, so don’t pretend to be a good girl in front of me.
The hurtful words pierced into my ears one by one, stabbing my heart fiercely.
I clenched my fists tightly by my side, suppressing the bitterness in my heart, and asked him defiantly, “Kimberly can refuse to drink that glass of wine because of health reasons,‘ why can’t I refuse to drink it because of ‘feeling unwell“?”
“I said you were different from her.”
