Chapter395
I stared at him thoughtfully and still found him a bit strange.
Why did he look at Kimberly with that seemingly sad expression in his eyes?
For example, why did he deliberately drink a bowl of soup with me in front of Kimberly and them?
The longer I spent time with Anton, the more I realized that there were many secrets in this man.
Noticing my gaze, Anton looked up and smiled at me, saying, “If you have any questions, just ask. You’re staring at me like that, I’m afraid I might start overthinking.”
“You and Kimberly…”
“That Ms. Palmer didn’t live long, she was young and suffered from a terminal illness, quite a pity.”
Before I could finish asking, he said lightly.
That look, as if a bystander was lamenting the tragic fate of a poor soul.
So, did he just look at Kimberly with that seemingly sad expression because he knew Kimberly had a terminal illness?
Was he pitying Kimberly?
I can’t think of any other reasons besides this explanation.
After all, Anton came back from abroad, and he is a big star. His living conditions and education since childhood have been good.
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Kimberly, on the other hand, was a country bumpkin brought back by Reynaldo.
These two people, apart from sharing the same last name, couldn’t be more different.
So, he and Kimberly, probably didn’t have any real connection.
He might really just be lamenting the passing of a young life.
“Do you have any more questions?”
Anton looked at me and asked with a smile, but there was no smile in his eyes.
Actually, in my opinion, Anton seemed even more profound and terrifying than Reynaldo.
Reynaldo’s displeasure and anger were all written on his face, and his mood swings were also very obvious.
But this Anton, you say he is gentle and considerate, but sometimes he can be so cold that it makes you doubt yourself if you did something wrong.
You said he was gloomy and cold, but his smile was extremely sunny and warm. When you were in trouble, he would also kindly lend a helping hand.
So up to now, I still don’t understand this man at all. I feel he is very distant, not the kind of person who easily lets others into his heart.
I shook my head, about to say that there was no problem, when I suddenly saw him pick up the bowl of soup and drink again.
Icouldn’t help but frown and stare at the bowl of soup.
It’s like he could see the doubts in my heart.
He set down his bowl of soup and said with a faint smile, “Didn’t you say you didn’t want to be with Reynaldo?”
So I deliberately let him see us drinking from the same bowl of soup, hoping to make him misunderstand.
In this way, maybe he will never bother you again in the future.
Is it like this?
Seeing the doubt on my face, he lowered his eyes and smiled faintly, saying, “If you mind, I won’t do it again in the future.”
“No. I didn’t mind.”
He helped me last time, I pursed my lips and said, “You have helped me many times. I am very grateful to you.”
“It’s just a small effort.”
He said without even looking up.
Although the corners of his lips were curved into a smile, I felt that he was still angry
I pursed my lips and didn’t say anything more.
At that moment, I felt he was more unpredictable than Reynaldo.
Fortunately, I was leaving tomorrow, and in the future, I would have no more dealings with them.
