Chapter 483

“Are you feeling better?” he asked me.

I nodded without saying anything.

He asked again, “What do you want to eat? I’ll go buy it for you.”

I originally wanted to say I wouldn’t eat, but when I thought of the baby in my belly, I changed my mind and said, “You can buy something.”

“Okay.”

He looked at me deeply, and then he went out.

I sat up in bed and looked out the window.

It’s very dark and quiet outside; it must be late at night now.

I don’t know how Reynaldo is doing. I really want to go see him, but I feel like I have no face to see him. After all, it was me who caused him to get hurt like this.

And at this moment, Kimberly should be right by his side.

I stared out of the window in a daze.

After this incident, I could clearly feel that Reynaldo liked me.

What were his feelings towards Kimberly then?

Can a person really fall in love with two people at the same time?

Anton quickly came up and bought me some oatmeal, pastries, and some snacks.

He put the food on the table by the window and called me over to eat.

I walked over in a daze.

Anton stuffed the oatmeal into my hand and said in a not-so-friendly tone, “Your children must suffer following you; you can’t even take care of yourself, let alone them.”

I pursed my lips and did not argue.

He sighed lightly, sat back in his chair, and looked at me, his eyes always filled with a hint of sadness.

I drank a few sips of oatmeal, and my body felt a bit warmer, and I felt a little more energetic.

I asked him, “Don’t you want to eat something?”

He shook his head and said lightly, “I have eaten.”

“Oh,” I responded, taking a bite of the hamburger and falling silent.

Anton leaned back in his chair, glanced at me, looking somewhat annoyed.

I glanced at him and didn’t dare to ask more.

Before, I thought Reynaldo had a bad temper, but now it seems that none of these men have good tempers, including myself.

“Winston woke up.”

I was munching on a hamburger when Anton suddenly said something in a casual tone.

I was startled and looked up at him.

He leaned back a little, the annoyance between his eyebrows very obvious, “That man, he was clamoring to see me.”

I remained silent for a moment and said, “Actually, you can go see him.”

As soon as I finished speaking, the man chuckled, “Just a pawn I used for revenge, nothing special. Letting him live was just to ensure that his father, and even the entire Humphrey family, would not have it easy.”

I furrowed my brows and asked in confusion, “What do you mean?”

Anton glanced at me and smiled meaningfully, “You’ll find out in a few days.”

My heart suddenly skipped a beat, and I realized in a flash that this Anton was no pushover.

The man sat in the chair, impatiently fiddling with the cigarette box.

I felt that he was irritated, partly because of Winston, but he just wouldn’t admit it.

I finished my oatmeal and said to him, “If you want to smoke, go outside and smoke. You don’t have to keep watching over me. I’ll go to bed after I finish eating, and you should go back and rest early too.”

As soon as I finished speaking, Anton stood up and walked out.

The corners of my lips couldn’t help but twitch. It seemed like he had been impatient to leave for a long time, just waiting for this sentence of mine.