Chapter 793
My turbulent emotions calmed down, and his emotions seemed to have also settled. The look in his eyes was no longer so sinister and cold, nor was it so turbulent.
However, the desire in his eyes was even more intense than before. At that moment, he looked at me with a deep, aggressive gaze.
He loosened his tie and walked towards me. Indeed, after four years of not seeing each other, when we met again, how could certain things in our bodies not be stirred up?
He walked over, put his arm around my waist, held the back of my head with his other hand, and then a domineering kiss followed. As if suppressed for a long time, he kissed me wildly, as if he wanted to swallow me alive. His touch always easily made my body go weak.
I couldn’t stand still, tightly grasping the lapel of his chest so that my body wouldn’t slip down. He kissed me for a long time, finally let go of me, but his lips were close to my ear, his voice hoarse as he said, word by word, “I love you very much, but I also hate you.”
I glanced sideways slightly and met his crimson eyes. In those eyes, there seemed to be a hint of tears. The bathrobe he had just put on slipped to the ground in his hurried movements.
He sat me on the windowsill, his tall body pressed tightly against mine. He looked at me deeply, and in his eyes, there was not only coldness, but also sadness and pain. Look, whether he loved me or hated me, it was a painful thing for him. So, our acquaintance was a mistake from the beginning.
Reynaldo’s long fingers pinched my shoulder, leaning in close to me with his cold breath brushing against me, making me shiver. I pulled the curtains tightly behind me and said in a hoarse voice, “Reynaldo, you said I am the biggest liar in the world, but you have never believed me, have you?”
“Many facts are right in front of me, how can you expect me to believe you?”
He chuckled and said, “I wanted to believe you, you are the person I most want to believe, but you are also the person who deceived me the most. Esmeralda, I really hated you so much, but I didn’t know what to do with you. You said… why did you come back?”
His voice was full of sadness, his eyes were bloodshot as if he was about to cry. My heart was also tightly clenched, filled with a strong sense of sourness and pain. I was not wrong, and he was not wrong. The biggest mistake was those pointing at me, slandering me with ironclad evidence. The physical evidence and testimonies from those people made my explanations seem pale.
I encircled his strong and slender waist, choked up and whispered, “I have indeed come back. This is my hometown, the place where I grew up since I was a child. I had to come back.”
“If you can’t hate enough, then you just kill me.”
“Kill me?” he chuckled darkly, with a somewhat desolate smile, “That’s too difficult. How about you kill me instead?” Once dead, it’s all over. There’s no need to be so sad and in so much pain.
“Esmeralda, come and kill me.”
Looking at the pain and despair in his eyes, my heart tightened in waves, making it difficult to even breathe. Honestly, I feel like in this lifetime, I shouldn’t have met him. If we had never met, there wouldn’t have been so much pain and torment, and even my mother wouldn’t have died.