Chapter 79
Reynaldo stared at me coldly, the brightness in his eyes gradually fading away, leaving only coldness and resentment.
He said word by word, “If it’s Winston’s child, you would be willing to give birth, right?”
“Can you please not involve him?” I groaned helplessly.
Now I increasingly feel that I couldn’t communicate with him anymore.
It seems like no matter what we say, he always has to bring up Winston.
Even though I used to like Winston before, that was before I got married to him.
How long has it been since all of this happened? I don’t have any feelings towards Winston anymore, why does he always have to bring it up?
Now I feel like Winston was a thorn in his heart.
But can you put it there?
The person he liked was Kimberly, huh? Was he always holding onto my and Winston’s past things?
Reynaldo stared at me intensely, breathing heavily, and a surge of hostility churned in his eyes.
He suddenly sneered coldly, “You don’t want to have a child for me, huh? Well, I insist that you do! In this lifetime, you can only give birth
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to me!”
I glared at him angrily and said, “Can’t you stop being so domineering? You always act like you’re sick.”
“Yes, I was sick. I have been sick since we got married,” he chuckled lightly, his eyes filled with determination.
I watched him with a startled heart, feeling that this man’s emotions. were too unstable, always getting angry at the slightest provocation.
I felt that I would be killed by him sooner or later.
It lasted for over an hour before it finally ended.
He lay on top of me, breathing heavily, without saying a word.
I stared blankly at the ceiling, unable to cry.
In the previous few times, at least he would take some measures.
But this time, he had deliberately intended for me to get pregnant.
Anyway, I would never have a child with him.
If… If I accidentally got pregnant, I wouldn’t want it either!
The room was quiet and silent, filled with the scent of tranquility.
He didn’t move, nor did he speak, he just lay quietly on top of me.
I was being pressed by him so hard that I couldn’t breathe, and I couldn’t help but move a little.
He suddenly grabbed my waist and whispered, “Don’t move!”
I dared not move a muscle as I saw his eyes still terrifyingly dark and
gloomy
When the atmosphere was tense, a crisp ringtone suddenly sounded. nearby.
It was his phone.
He lowered his gaze and straightened up, reaching for the phone that was placed on the bedside.
I saw that it was Kimberly who called.
The sudden heat on the body faded away instantly.
I elenched the quilt tightly and looked at him.
I don’t know what Kimberly said to him again.
The man’s brows furrowed slowly, and his face gradually became solemn.
I heard him say, “Wait a moment, I’ll come right away.”
He said and then stepped back from me, seemingly without any trace of reluctance.
He had even forgotten about my existence. He hastily put on his clothes and walked out, without even sparing me a glance.
The door closed, and the room instantly became eerily quiet.
The ambiguous atmosphere, the messy bed, and the embarrassing marks on my body all carried a great sense of irony.
Tears welled up in my eyes.
Soon, a layer of mist appeared in my eyes, and even the lights began to
blur.
I took a deep breath and held back my tears.
What’s there to cry about? I knew it all along, his beloved person was Kimberly.
Actually, I was still a little puzzled. Since he liked Kimberly so much, cared about her, why did he still touch me?
Why did he still want me to have his child?
Giving birth is always painful and physically exhausting.
Was he afraid that Kimberly would hurt herself?
The more I thought, the more my mind became restless and chaotic.
I propped myself up and walked to the bathroom with difficulty to freshen up.
Anyway, no matter what, I absolutely don’t want to have a child with. someone who doesn’t love me.
I squatted in the toilet for a long time, and then flushed for a while before returning to bed.
If it weren’t for being in the Humphrey family, I would have had to go. out and buy a box of contraceptives to feel at ease.
No, go back, we still need to keep that medicine.
Reynaldo never came back after he left.
Sleeping alone in the Humphrey family, I still felt very insecure in my
heart.
