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There was a moment of silence, then the sound of knocking came again. I furrowed my brows, got up, and walked over. “Who?”

There was no answer. A bad premonition surged into my heart. If it were my older brother and Trevin, they would have responded immediately. But the person outside remained silent. Could it be Reynaldo?

My heart raced. I strained my voice, asking again, “Who is it? If you don’t speak, I won’t open the door!”

Silence. I frowned, emphasizing, “Don’t make a sound; I really won’t open the door.” After a long silence, a cold, deep voice commanded, “Open the door!” The commanding tone made my heart tremble. It was Reynaldo’s voice! I underestimated his power; he found me in just over two hours.

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Where else could I hide? I leaned against the door, feeling anxious and confused. What did he want, coming to find me in the middle of the night?

“Open the door, Esmeralda!” The knocking resounded again, carrying his icy, oppressive tone. The sound of the iron gate being knocked also heightened the anxiety of the night.

I asked irritably, “What on earth do you want to do?”

He chuckled lightly and sneered, “What? Now you won’t even let me in? Don’t worry, even if you stand in front of me naked, I’m not interested.”

I: …

That was said. Seriously, this man spoke extremely rudely. During our three-year marriage, no one would have believed those words came from him, directed at me. As people mature, their inherent flaws are fully revealed, magnified many times over.

The knocking continued. Then, someone outside impatiently said, “Who is it? Knocking incessantly—don’t you let people sleep?”

“Yeah, I have to work the early shift tomorrow. It’s so noisy; is there no sense of common decency anymore?”

I opened the door irritably. He had been knocking so persistently that he was about to awaken the neighbors. The neighbors on either side glared at me with complaints. I apologized profusely to them, then glared at Reynaldo.

I was initially furious, but when I saw his cold, handsome face, my anger subsided. I used to not be afraid of him, but now, he is the one I fear the most.

I leaned aside and let him in. He didn’t even look at me, going straight inside. His posture was cold and arrogant. I closed the door and turned to look at him. He stood in the middle of the room, looking around. When his gaze fell upon the dark walls and dilapidated cabinets, his beautiful brows furrowed slightly.

I said lightly, “The environment here is dirty, messy, and poor. It’s not suitable for someone as distinguished as Mr. Humphrey. Please go back, Mr. Humphrey.”

Reynaldo chuckled.

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He raised his gaze and stared at me, his deep eyes filled with coldness and sarcasm.