Chapter 305

“I’m just afraid that you lied to me because you didn’t want to drink with Matthew.”

My heart skipped a beat. I quickly shook my head. “I didn’t lie to you. Do you really not trust me that much?”

Reynaldo sighed. “It’s not that I don’t trust you, but you tell too many lies.”

I lowered my gaze, pursed my lips, and remained silent.

He lifted my chin, his dark eyes meeting mine. “So, you really didn’t lie to me just now, right?”

I shook my head again. “No.”

To protect the baby, is it okay to lie to him?

He smiled. “Okay, let’s try our best tonight and hopefully get pregnant this time.”

He finished speaking and strode briskly towards the private room, his light footsteps suggesting a good mood. I was completely stunned. Tonight? Are we trying for a baby tonight? I could almost predict how Reynaldo would bother me tonight. I shivered and quickly followed.

“Reynaldo, I think we should have a good talk about having a baby.”

Reynaldo glanced at me. “How do you want to talk?”

“It’s just that we’re still in the pre-pregnancy stage now. We can’t rush it. Let’s wait until we get back to Freybourne and then…”

He stopped abruptly, his face darkening, his brows furrowing. His eyes held a hint of coldness and suspicion.

I hesitated, looking at him. “What… what’s wrong?”

“How do I feel, the so-called ‘you are preparing for pregnancy’ you just mentioned was a lie to me?”

My heart tightened, and I quickly shook my head.

He sneered. “If you dare to lie to me again, I will kill you.”

“No, no, I didn’t lie to you,” I insisted, shaking my head vehemently.

He snorted coldly and turned to continue walking towards the private room. I watched his back in shock. Forget it, this man is too cunning; I really can’t discuss anything with him.

I returned to the private room with Reynaldo. Matthew looked at me with a playful glint in his eyes. He chuckled meaningfully. “I don’t think you went to the restroom to relieve yourselves, but to have a quickie.”

Jonathan looked at me and Reynaldo with surprise. I was speechless, but Matthew spoke frankly. He raised his wristwatch, checked the time, and sneered. “It seems Mr. Humphrey is quite fast. Mr. Humphrey, remember to work harder, or else women will not be satisfied and will find other men.”

Reynaldo took a sip of wine and smiled faintly at him. “Whether I am fast or not, my woman knows best, so there’s no need for Mr. Galatea to worry.” He gave me a meaningful glance. I hung my head in shame. What kind of suggestive conversation is this?

At that moment, Kimberly shouted, “Esmeralda, Mr. Galatea has been waiting for you. Hurry up and pour Mr. Galatea a drink.”

I slowly raised my head. “Mr. Galatea hasn’t spoken yet, why are you rushing him?”

Kimberly’s face changed slightly; she looked at Reynaldo with a touch of grievance. I don’t know if Reynaldo didn’t see her grievances or deliberately ignored them. Reynaldo looked at Matthew with a pale face.