Claimed by My First Love's Brother (by Evergreen) novel Chapter 62

Chapter62

He fell silent for a moment, then suddenly laughed self–deprecatingly, “You don’t like sleeping with me, do you? Every time it’s me forcing

you, isn’t it?”

Me” ”

I stretched out my arm and fumbled to turn on the wall lamp.

As the lights came on. I instinctively closed my eyes.

After getting used to it. I slowly opened my eyes and saw Reynaldo staring at me intently.

Those eyes were as dark as the sea, making one’s heart skip a beat.

I swallowed my saliva and said to him, “You saw it clearly, I am not Kimberly, I am Esmeralda, your despised ex–wife.”

Reynaldo didn’t say anything, he leaned on both sides of my body and kept looking at me intently.

I was so tense and couldn’t even fall asleep because he was watching

1. me.

Finally, he lay down to the side and said lightly, “Sleep.”

I sighed and turned my head to look at him, only to see him turn away, as if he didn’t want to pay attention to me.

1 self–mockingly pulled my lips

Thrward

He had indeed drunk too much just now and mistook someone.

After Reynaldo caused such a disturbance, I couldn’t fall asleep for quite a while.

I woke up only after the alarm clock rang twice in the morning.

Without any surprise, Reynaldo had already gotten up.

Remembering last night when he treated me as Kimberly, a touch of sadness flashed through my heart.

It seems that he has been staying here for the past two days because he got injured at Kimberly’s place.

I cleared my mind of the cluttered thoughts, quickly finished washing up, and got ready to leave for work.

But when I was going downstairs, I unexpectedly saw Reynaldo.

Just like yesterday, he made breakfast again, but today he made less. There was only one sandwich and a few steamed buns left on the table.

I was not sure if that was left for me.

After experiencing what happened these few days, I will never dare to be presumptuous again.

I carried my bag and walked out silently.

He suddenly called out to me.

I paused and turned around to look at him, “What’s the matter?”

He didn’t even look at me and said in a very indifferent tone, “Tidy up

At that time, when the Humphrey family came to visit my house. I used to avoid them.

And, after three years of marriage, I never once set foot in the Humphrey family.

They invited me, but I didn’t go.

I never attended the Humphrey family’s dinner party.

I remember one time, Reynaldo said his grandmother wanted to meet me, and he asked me to go back with him to see his grandmother.

I refused and mocked him and his grandmother.

That was the first time he looked at me with cold hostility in his eyes.

Although it was just a moment, the contrast between that look and his usual demeanor was too great, and I still remember it vividly.

Actually, back then I didn’t really dislike the Humphrey family, I just really hated Reynaldo, so I had a bias against the entire Humphrey family as a result.

Now thinking back, the Humphrey family must have hated me. They wanted to retaliate against me, humiliate me, and it’s understandable.

With this thought, I felt relieved in my heart.

How others treated me naturally depended on how I treated them.

I have never treated him well, so why should he be good to me?

People are interdependent, aren’t they?