Chapter 354
I opened my eyes slowly and realized that the crying was coming from the living room, and it sounded like Kimberlyโs voice. I furrowed my brows and sat up in bed. The morning sun was dazzling, shining through the cracks in the curtains and illuminating the room. I put on my coat and went outside. As soon as I opened the door, I saw Kimberly crying and tending to Reynaldoโs wound.
"Look, he would rather stay up all night like that than let me treat his wound. It turns out he was waiting for Kimberly. I am dirty, I am lowly, compared to Kimberly, who is noble and pure?" I tried my best to suppress the sourness in my heart.
Out of sight, out of mind. I was about to turn back to the room and close the door when Kimberly suddenly called out to me, โMs. Duffy!โ Her cry even carried a hint of reproach.
I chuckled and turned to look at her. โWhat? Does Ms. Palmer have something to say?โ
Kimberly tearfully applied ointment to Reynaldo, her face full of concern. Without even looking up, she said to me with a tone of reproach, โReynaldo was injured like this, why didnโt you take care of his wound? How could you sleep?โ
I smiled and said, โItโs not a problem with you. You can take care of him and treat his wounds.โ
โBut I only found out about this in the morning. Reynaldo had been bleeding all night. What if something happens?โ The woman said, still looking scared.
I quickly glanced at the wounds on Reynaldoโs body. Those wounds had already stopped bleeding and didnโt look like a big deal. I sneered, โMs. Palmer is really making a fuss. With just these small wounds, do you think Mr. Humphrey, a big man, couldnโt handle it?โ
Kimberly looked at me in shock, her face full of disbelief as she said, โMs. Duffy, you are so heartless. Reynaldo is injured like this, and you still speak so casually. Do you really not care even if something really happened to Reynaldo?โ
The man sat on the sofa, not saying a word. Although he was facing me sideways, I could still see a few traces of hostility and coldness from his sharply defined profile. Kimberly kept accusing me, โMs. Duffy, you are really heartless. Even if itโs a stranger who got hurt like this, we should lend a helping hand, let alone itโs Reynaldo. And Reynaldo got hurt because of you. How could youโฆโ
โEnough! I donโt have such a compassionate heart as you!โ I impatiently interrupted her, saying coldly, โIf you care so much about him, then you should stay with him, take care of him, and help him with his wounds. Stop moralizing others hereโฆโ
Bang!
Before I could finish my sentence, Reynaldo suddenly kicked over the coffee table in front of him. The cups, medicines, and books on the coffee table were scattered on the floor. Kimberly was completely stunned and couldnโt speak for a long time. Reynaldo stood up, grabbed the black shirt next to him, and put it on. He gave me an extremely cold look and then walked out.
โReynaldoโฆโ Kimberly hurriedly chased after him.
The two of them went out one after the other, and the whole room finally quieted down. I leaned against the door frame, feeling a wave of frustration in my heart. Early in the morning, Kimberly completely ruined my mood. Iโm so annoyed!
Throughout the whole day, Reynaldo never came back again, including Kimberly and Johnathan; they never appeared in front of me again. I didnโt know if they went back to Freybourne together, and I didnโt ask much either.