Chapter 441

Around his waist was a loose bath towel, his eight-pack abs particularly eye-catching, the sexy mermaid line descending, buried within the towel along his strong abdomen.

I quickly looked away, but suddenly met his gentle smiling eyes, and my face flushed with a touch of heat.

I stepped back a few paces and let him come out first.

He curled his lips, looked me up and down, and said with a hint of teasing in his tone, "Aren't you eager to let me experience the feeling of being a beginner? Then why don't you undress first!"

"Reynaldo!"

I glared at him angrily.

He chuckled and then turned to sit in the chair by the window.

I sorted out my emotions and moved on.

He lazily propped his legs on the low table, raised his eyes to look at me, and said in a casual tone, "It seems like you couldn’t wait for me to come sleep with you after half a month."

I looked at him calmly. No matter how he humiliated me, it doesn't matter.

But I waited for half a day, and he didn’t say anything again. After a moment of silence, I asked him, "That night, you said I had forgotten things from my childhood."

"So I have always wanted to ask you, what exactly happened when we were kids?"

"Because in my memory, we didn't even know each other when we were kids."

Reynaldo stared at me quietly, his deep black eyes exuding aggression, making people feel uneasy.

I couldn’t help but take two steps back, frowning at him and saying, "What are you looking at me like that for? Speak up."

Reynaldo pulled his lips and sneered, "Do you think it's interesting for me to help you retrieve the memories you have forgotten yourself?"

No, I admit my memory is a bit bad, but I didn’t forget on purpose. You can also simply tell me, remind me a little, maybe I will remember.

"Why do you have to speak to me in such a cold tone again?"

Reynaldo's face turned cold, and his tone became more sarcastic, "You seem to have forgotten yourself; you still hold a grudge, huh, Esmeralda? You are just a heartless woman."

I: …

Listening to his cold and plaintive tone, did I make some deep promise to him when I was a child?

But it shouldn’t have been. My emotional cells have always been dull; even as an adult, I have no interest in matters of love between men and women.

How could I have possibly made any heartfelt promises to a strange boy when I was a child? What’s more, so small, what does it know?

And I racked my brains; I couldn’t recall any childhood memories of this man.

Besides, didn’t he always have a crush in his heart? Could it be that he made a mistake, and it was actually his childhood sweetheart who made the promise to him?

Thinking this, I glanced at Reynaldo’s shadowed face and said cautiously, "Um, have you… have you mistaken me for someone else? I really didn’t know you when I was a child."

"Ah!"

The man sneered, his expression truly mocking to the extreme, particularly striking.

I frowned, feeling a little impatient. I snapped at him with a bad attitude, "Stop being sarcastic and stop accusing me randomly."

"When I was young, I didn’t know you; I just didn’t know you. Don’t falsely accuse me here."

"If you have the ability, then speak clearly to me!"

Reynaldo squinted his eyes slightly, and a hint of malice instantly enveloped his body.

My heart trembled, and I quickly took two steps back.