Chapter 350
โWhatโs good! Matthew was about to sleep with my woman, should I still greet him with a smile?โ Reynaldo suddenly growled, spewing curses, his face full of hostility. He twisted my shoulder and pressed me against the car, step by step. He said bitterly, โWhat makes me most hateful is that my woman even agrees with him, admitting with her own mouth that it was voluntary to sleep with him!โ
Esmeralda, in your heart, do you think I have become accustomed to being so spineless, able to tolerate such things?โ
โNo!โ
I felt like I couldnโt make myself clear to him. Reason and logic seemed to be of little value in the face of a manโs self-esteem. In my opinion, as long as Matthew didnโt really do anything to me, itโs possible to make a mountain out of a molehill. In his view, this matter challenged his bottom line and could not be resolved. Arguing with him would only anger him more.
I stroked his heaving chest and said in a softer tone, โReynaldo, please donโt be angry, okay? I just want us to return to Freybourne safely; I really donโt want any more trouble.โ
Are you really that lacking in confidence in me?
โSince I brought you here, I will naturally bring you back safely!โ
โReynaldoโฆโ
โWhere did he touch you last night?โ he suddenly asked.
I shook my head quickly. No, Matthew did not touch me anywhere except pouring me wine and taking off my clothes. However, Reynaldo did not believe it. He gave me a deep look, then turned and rushed back into the โSeabed Club,โ leaving behind a sinister remark: โIโm going to chop off his hands!โ
I got anxious and hurried to catch up, but my legs went weak and I fell down awkwardly.
โOuchโฆโ I shouted at Reynaldo. The man finally paused, turned around to look at me, his brows furrowed tightly. I curled up my knees, rubbed my palms, and looked at him pitifully. โIt really hurts, and itโs so cold.โ
Just kidding. Everyone here is Matthewโs people, but donโt mess with Matthew or heโll chop off your hand.
I felt that the man in front of me suddenly seemed like a different person, becoming extremely unstable, childish and impulsive. I made a pitiful look and stared at him. The hand by his side was tightly clenched, and his eyes, dark and deep, stared at me for a long time before finally walking towards me. He squatted in front of me, with a gloomy tone tinged with impatience and disdain. โYou, you havenโt even recovered from your illness, why did you come here?โ
I was speechless. If I hadnโt arrived in time, whether he could have safely come out of Seabed Club is another matter. Reynaldoโs face showed no sign of the hostility and murderous intent.
I helplessly said to him, โCan you not go looking for a fight with him? Just pretend that I voluntarily got along with him, pretend that I deliberately approached him; there is no such thing as bullying or not bullyingโฆโ
โShut up!โ the man growled darkly. Afraid that he wouldnโt listen to advice, I still had to go find Matthew to settle the score,โ I quickly continued. Matthew had power and influence, and he was also tall and handsome. It was normal for me to willingly be with him. So donโt say anything about seeking revenge on him for my sake; I donโt need it. I would rather Mr. Humphrey didnโt provoke him anymore. After all, if I ever find myself in a desperate situation, he could still be a very good refuge.