Chapter 486

Look, this man has become the same as before, insecure, narrow-minded, and inexplicable.

I said, “Can you please stop talking like this?”

“How do you want me to speak? You think I’m unreasonable, you don’t want to see me, then go, leave me! I don’t need you here pretending.”

I took a deep breath and looked at him, “So, you want me to leave, right?”

Reynaldo didn’t say anything, he just glared at me with a dark expression on his face.

I got up and made a move to go out.

He suddenly grabbed me fiercely, with such force that the wounds on his body burst open.

He just grunted and fresh red blood instantly seeped through the gauze.

I was startled and quickly leaned over to check his wound. I saw blood flowing more and more, and the gauze quickly turned a large area red.

I was so anxious that tears were streaming down my face.

“What should I do? Is it painful? What should I do now? I’ll go call the doctor.”

Reynaldo grabbed me again.

He glared at me darkly, with a self-mocking smile at the corner of his lips.

“Why call a doctor? Don’t you hate me? Wouldn’t it be better if my blood ran dry and I died in pain?”

“What’s good? You eccentric lunatic!”

I couldn’t help but growl at him, “You are just a fool. Who said they hate you? When did I ever say I didn’t want to see you?”

It was you who always made random guesses, it was you who always liked to lose your temper.

You didn’t know how worried I was when you were so badly injured.

You had no idea I was so anxious, and you kept saying those harsh words to me.

“You are a lunatic, you are a crazy person with a strange personality.”

I couldn’t help but cry as I spoke, a touch of grievance instantly rushing to my heart.

Reynaldo looked at me heavily, and the gloom between his eyebrows finally dissipated.

He asked in a low voice, “Are you in a hurry just because my injury was caused by you, right?”

“It’s not true!” I stared at him with tearful eyes.

He actually still thinks like this, can’t he believe that I really like him?

“Why is that?” he asked again, his voice deepening, listening carefully, with a hint of anticipation.

I looked at him through tearful eyes and choked out, “What do you think it is because of?”

“I don’t know, I’m not sure, so I want you to tell me in person,” he stared at me without blinking, his eyes focused as if trying to draw me in.

I didn’t answer him, I just reached out and hooked my hand around his neck, and kissed him without hesitation.

In the past, his initiative in such matters was often accompanied by some ulterior motives.

And this time, I really kissed him because I saw my true feelings and liked him.

I kissed very gently and attentively.

The man felt his whole body stiffen, allowing me to kiss his lips for a long time before gently pushing me away.

He held my shoulders tightly and asked hoarsely, “Why did you suddenly kiss me?”

“I like you, because,” I looked into his dark, deep eyes and said word by word, “Reynaldo, I really like you. I worry about you, not out of guilt, but out of fear of losing you.”

I don’t care what your relationship with Kimberly was, and I don’t care who you liked in the end.

In short, what I like is you, and only you.