Chapter 397

I was taken aback. "Who is it?"

Could it be Vonnie?

I had told her the address of the rental. The public security here is much better than in the shanty town. I didn’t think much of it, got up and went straight to the door.

As the door opened, a gloomy Reynaldo was standing at the doorway.

My heart suddenly skipped a beat, reflexively reaching for the door. The man’s large palm instantly pressed against the door panel, and then with a strong force, the door was suddenly pushed open, causing me to step back several steps.

Reynaldo stared at me coldly, his indifferent face showing no expression.

I looked at him in fear, my heart pounding. I said I couldn’t be seen by him. As soon as he saw me, that hatred towards me in his heart came rushing up. These days he had not come to see me at all, as if he had completely forgotten my existence. Unfortunately, he went to the set again today. I regretted so much that I should have just left when I went to the airport today.

Under his cold gaze, I tried my best to steady myself and asked him, “Mr. Humphrey, how…how did you come here?”

Reynaldo loosened his tie.

He closed the door behind him, sat down on the sofa, and said without much emotion, “I’m hungry.”

“Huh?”

I was stunned for two seconds, then quickly said, “What would you like to eat? I can order takeout for you.”

“Ah!”

Reynaldo chuckled, his deep, cold voice sounding tight in the listener’s heart.

He seemed to care about nothing, took out a cigarette case, and lit a cigarette.

I frowned and looked at the window that had been opened to its fullest.

Reynaldo was clearly in a bad mood, exuding a frightening gloominess all over his body, and I didn’t dare to directly tell him not to smoke. I moved a little further away, looking at him, feeling very annoyed in my heart. Why did he come running to me hungry, instead of continuing to the seven–star hotel with Kimberly?

His heart was filled with turmoil, and suddenly he looked up at me.

“I was hungry.”

He said it again, with a cold and indifferent tone, accompanied by smoke drifting out, enveloped in a layer of chilling intimidation.

I asked quietly, “What do you want to eat? I can order for you. The takeout here…”

“Am I only worthy of takeout in your heart?”

The conversation was not finished when he suddenly gave a cold laugh.

I frowned at him, not knowing what he meant by that. He gave a light sigh, and the gloom around him deepened.

I couldn’t figure out what he wanted to do, and I didn’t have the mind to guess.

I impatiently snapped at him, “Just tell me what you want to eat, I’ll go buy it for you. Don’t stand here with a long face and not explain clearly.”

“I’m not that smart, and I’m not as understanding as Kimberly, so it’s best to be clear about what you want. I’ll get it for you.”

Perhaps because I was about to leave, I didn’t want to accommodate him at all. I was quite tired, really!

Reynaldo looked at me faintly, his eyes like deep, bottomless black abysses, exuding repression and coldness, which was frightening.

I took a few steps to the side and watched him. Although I did like him, I also truly felt that being with him was really exhausting. He always used to lose his temper in front of me, without considering my feelings at all. And he never made it clear what he wanted.