Chapter 566

When Reynaldo told me these words, I didn’t believe them, because from my perspective, he really cared more about Kimberly.

Looking at this information now, from Kimberly’s perspective, Reynaldo really did love me.

I put away my phone and walked to the door of the emergency room, feeling a sudden warmth and soreness in my eyes.

In terms of emotions, Reynaldo really was a big fool. How could he have thought of using Kimberly to make me jealous? Wasn’t he afraid that I would really get angry and leave? Fool, Reynaldo really is a big fool.

The door of the emergency room remained tightly closed, every minute and every second was torture. I closed my sore eyes, leaned against the cold wall, and my mind was blank. I didn’t want to think about anything now, I just wanted to wait for him to wake up, to tell him myself that I was willing to trust him, and that we could start over.

Reynaldo’s phone kept ringing, and it was always Kimberly calling. She really “persevered.”

Not long after, she sent another message, “I fell ill. Reynaldo, I feel really bad, can you come and keep me company?”

I pursed my lips, a hint of irony flashing through my mind. So, every time Reynaldo left me, it was actually not because Reynaldo cared more about Kimberly, but because Kimberly was using her illness to play the victim to him? I took a deep breath, looked up at the white ceiling, and felt a bit uncomfortable in my heart.

I don’t know how long it had been when the door of the emergency room finally opened. I hurried over. Reynaldo had been brought out, his face still pale as a ghost. I looked at the doctor anxiously and asked, “What… what happened to him?”

The doctor took off his mask and said, “He had a stomach problem. We found a high level of alcohol in his blood. With such a serious stomach problem, how could he still drink so much? Does he not care about his life?”

I glanced at Reynaldo subconsciously and asked anxiously, “How is it now?”

“He has already received the appropriate treatment, and he will need to stay in the hospital for observation for the next few days.”

I nodded and followed Reynaldo to the ward. After settling down, I went to arrange hospitalization procedures for him and also went to the window to get the medicine. The doctor prescribed a lot of medicine and instructed me to “feed it to him when he wakes up.”

When I returned to the ward, I made some hot water on the way. As soon as I returned to the ward, I found that the man had already woken up, leaning against the head of the bed, staring out of the window in a daze. When he saw me coming back, his expression froze for a moment, then he pulled his lips and said, “You haven’t left yet.”

“I left, who cares about you?” I replied, carrying water and medicine as I walked inside. “The doctor said you had a stomach problem and also said that you were drinking so much alcohol, it’s like you’re asking for trouble.”

He said lightly, “Feeling upset, just want to drink.”

My heart gave a slight tug, feeling a bit sour. These days, I had a falling out with him, and he definitely didn’t have a good day. I lowered my gaze and handed him the capsule pill. “Here, the doctor prescribed a lot of medication for you, instructing you to swallow a few pills of each as soon as you wake up.”