Chapter 911

My heart was filled with turmoil when suddenly a plate of fruit was pushed in front of me. I was stunned for a moment before I lifted my head to look at him. He first gave me a cold smile, then casually said, “Roddy and Essie asked me to bring this over, afraid you wouldn’t have any fruit to eat.”

“Oh… Thank you, thank you.”

Finishing speaking, I took a bite of watermelon and thought to myself, “It’s good that he didn’t bring up the topic from earlier or get angry.” After all, Vonnie and I had just been talking behind his back, which is a great shame for a man. If it were him in the past, he would probably have pressed me against the stone table long ago to prove it to me with actions. Now he can keep calm.

Then, thinking back to how patient he was last night, a hint of doubt arose in my heart. Could it be that Vonnie really hit the nail on the head? Did four years of time make him feel suffocated?! Thinking, I instinctively aimed at Reynaldo’s waist and abdomen.

A cool laugh suddenly fell from the top of the head: “Do you want me to undo my clothes and let you have a good look?”

I was embarrassed, quickly avoiding eye contact, pretending to casually bite into a watermelon.

He snorted coldly and growled at me, “Esmeralda, you are really something, shamelessly gossiping about a man’s skills in bed behind his back!”

He got angry, he really got angry.

I buried my head and took a piece of watermelon, saying, “Don’t worry, we weren’t talking about you just now.”

“So, you still want to give other men tonics and supplements; do they work?!”

If admitting that is to say about him, then it also admits that I did indeed criticize him behind his back in that aspect. If I don’t admit that it was him, it means I have another man outside, and I have to give my body to another man. Ah, at this moment, it seems like everything I say is wrong.

I was eating watermelon and didn’t say a word. Reynaldo’s face darkened even more. He bent over, leaning on the stone table, his shadowed eyes staring at me up close. I was so scared by him that even the watermelon didn’t taste sweet.

I handed him a piece of watermelon and asked, “Do you want to eat?”

He waved my hand away and said, “Stop changing the subject!”

I pursed my lips, set down the watermelon, and looked at him seriously. “Oh, Mr. Humphrey, go ahead, I’m listening carefully.”

Reynaldo furrowed his brows fiercely, his face turning extremely cold. I tilted my head and waited for him to speak. Anyway, whatever I say is wrong, so I try not to speak if I can.

The man gripped the edge of the stone table, his cold eyes glaring at me fiercely. It seems like I was really his sworn enemy.

They stared at each other for a long time, and he didn’t say a word. I couldn’t stand being looked at by him in the end. I said, “Mr. Humphrey, if you have nothing else to say, I will go back to my room and rest.”

With that, as I was about to get up and leave, he suddenly grabbed my shoulder and pushed me back down into my seat. I looked at him somewhat helplessly.

“Mr. Humphrey, you just stared at me without saying anything, what do you want to do?”