Chapter 379

Thinking of this, I suddenly shivered.

I looked at Reynaldo, on the verge of tears. I told him, “I didn’t want to go for the check-up, I was afraid of pain.”

The man looked at me, with no expression on his handsome face, but a hint of coldness between his eyebrows.

He said coldly, “How painful can it be? You have to go even if you don’t want to!”

The voice, though not loud, was authoritative and not to be argued with.

I looked at him intently, my heart pounding with anxiety, but I didn’t know how to resist.

I tightened my grip on the hand by my side, mustered up my courage, and emphasized once again, “I’m not going!”

Reynaldo lifted his eyelids and glanced at me. He pursed his lips, said nothing, and just took a cigarette out of the cigarette box on the bedside table.

As he was about to light up, he glanced at me again, a hint of annoyance flashing between his eyebrows.

Immediately, he put the cigarette back into the cigarette case, then got up from the bed and started to get dressed.

Throughout the whole time, he didn’t say another word, as if he couldn’t be bothered to even acknowledge me.

Watching him put on his clothes, getting ready to leave.

I hurried over and grabbed his arm, saying anxiously, “Reynaldo, I don’t want to go to the hospital for a check-up.”

He lowered his gaze to look at the hand clasped around his arm, the cold and thin gaze finally landing on my face.

He sneered, “So scared? Is there really some secret?”

I shook my head hastily and said, “There is no secret, I am just simply afraid of pain, I am afraid of pain.”

“I have to go even if I’m afraid of pain.”

Reynaldo slowly pushed away my hand, his tone cool but firm to the extreme.

He glanced at me lightly, then opened the door and walked out, his back figure indescribably cold.

The door closed slowly, and I sat down on the sofa in confusion, my heart in a mess.

What should I do now?

What should have come, finally came.

Can you escape?

Obviously not.

I escaped once; now, he might have sent someone to watch me from all directions.

By then, I’m afraid whether I escaped or not, the outcome would be even worse.

I leaned back on the sofa, feeling agitated and my mind in a mess.

What to do? What should I do?

Perhaps it was because Reynaldo had just been bothering me too much; I was so irritated that I curled up on the sofa and fell asleep in a daze.

I woke up again in the middle of the night, startled by a nightmare, and woke up sweating.

The cool night breeze blew in, and I shivered with cold, so I quickly got up to close the window.

As I was about to close the window, I suddenly caught sight of a familiar figure downstairs.

At a closer look, who is that if not Reynaldo?

The man was leaning against the car smoking a cigarette at the moment, and the spark was flickering in the cool breeze.

I took a sudden deep breath.

It seems he never left.

Fortunately, fortunately I didn’t think about running away just now, otherwise I would have been caught by him.

I secretly congratulated myself when the man suddenly looked towards me.

I pursed my lips and pulled the window shut.

I turned around and leaned against the window, recalling the nightmare I had.