Chapter 277

I didn’t dare disturb him, so I quietly took the earlier milk tea and prepared to drink it. The milk tea, packed in a thermos, was still hot. He had bought a super-large cup with two straws. I took one out, inserted it, and looked at him before drinking. “Mr. Humphrey, you really don’t want this milk tea?”

Reynaldo ignored me. I pursed my lips, silently drank my milk tea, and stopped talking. Forget it; he hated me. I guessed he found my voice annoying, so it was better to keep quiet.

I took a few sips when he suddenly frowned and clicked his tongue. I felt a jolt in my heart and looked at him nervously. “What’s wrong, Mr. Humphrey?” The man glared at me angrily, unusually irritable. I picked up the milk tea and said cautiously, “If I’m affecting your mood, should I sit next to you?”

However, as soon as I stood up, he growled, “Sit down!” I was startled by his yelling and quickly sat down obediently. He glanced at me, then propped his forehead, looking annoyed.

Chapter 277

I didn’t dare move or say a word; I truly didn’t understand what upset him so much. Before long, the dishes arrived. It might have been the cold weather, coupled with my pregnancy, that made me hungry so quickly. As soon as the food was served, the aroma wafted into my nostrils, making me even hungrier. I couldn’t wait to pick up my fork and eat.

Just as I was about to take a spare rib, I remembered Reynaldo, still sulking. I quickly put a piece back on his plate and smiled. “Mr. Humphrey, you haven’t eaten much all day. Have some more now; be careful not to have another stomachache.”

Reynaldo glanced lightly at the plate and said nothing. I didn’t care about him either; I just ate by myself.

“Esmeralda…” He suddenly called out to me. Eating heartily, I quickly choked down my food, straightened my back, and waited earnestly for him to speak. He stared at me for a few seconds, then suddenly laughed self-deprecatingly. “Forget it,” he said, “talking to a heartless woman like you is just asking for trouble.”

Chapter 277

I lowered my head; for a moment, the food in my mouth tasted bland. I whispered, “In the future, let Kimberly accompany you on activities like this.” It really hurt. Every time he forced me to be with him, he ended up despising and getting angry at me. Was I supposed to be a punching bag, taking all the blame? It was true.

On the way back, Reynaldo still had a gloomy face and didn’t speak. I didn’t want to bother trying to coax him anymore. This man was not only difficult to please but also had a strange temper. Oh, during those three years of marriage, he never lost his temper in front of me. But it really did build up inside him.

I thought sarcastically to myself and couldn’t help but glance at his profile again. The more I looked, the more unreasonable he seemed. It was dark, and he drove quite slowly on the way back. I leaned back in the chair and fell asleep unconsciously.

Not knowing how long I had slept, in a daze, I felt a moist and soft touch on my lips. I slowly opened my eyes.