Claimed by My First Love's Brother (by Evergreen) novel Chapter 1150

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I blushed.

Johnathan really can say anything!

I interrupted him speechlessly, “Just tell me, is there any medicine prepared in this villa…”

However, before I could finish my sentence, a hand suddenly reached out from behind me and snatched my phone out of my hand.

I was taken aback, and quickly turned around, only to see Reynaldo standing behind me, I don’t know when.

He held the phone to his ear, his other hand stroking my hair hanging down behind my head, his deep gaze fixed on me, but his words were directed at the phone.

“It’s very late, I won’t disturb you rest, I’m hanging up.”

I got anxious as soon as I heard this, and hurried to grab the phone.

I just grabbed the phone, and the call had already ended.

I glared at him gloomily, “What are you doing? I haven’t even figured out yet, Johnathan, whether there is a medicine cabinet in this room.”

Reynaldo smiled and took my hand, saying, “Supper is ready, let’s go down and eat together.”

“Reynaldo!”

I looked at him angrily, “I told you about the first aid kit, I v. about your injury.”

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Reynaldo suddenly looked at me deeply, as if finally believing that I had him in my heart, and that I was worried and anxious about him.

He looked at me for a long time before saying gently, “My injury is fine, there is no more bleeding.”

I didn’t believe in pulling his nightgown open.

Although the blood that had just flowed, he had already wiped it all off.

But the wound still had blood oozing out, and it looked very painful.

I glared at him angrily, “Doesn’t this hurt?”

It’s been a month already, and the wound should have healed almost completely with the medication. Why is it still like this?

“Did you always manage to make them all snap?”

Reynaldo did not speak, he just smiled.

The moment I saw his appearance, I knew I guessed right.

Reynaldo really didn’t take care of his body.

During this period, I felt depressed and gloomy, and he definitely felt the same.

So, he definitely didn’t spare himself and probably often abused alcohol.

This man, whenever he was unhappy, would torture himself.

I really didn’t want to talk about him.

I feel sorry for myself when I talk too much.

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I ignored him and walked out of the room.

He chuckled softly, came forward, and shook my hand.

I shook it off, but I couldn’t shake it off.

I stared at him.

He chuckled and said, “You have become so precious that you won’t even let me hold your hand.”

“You!”

I was so angry that I didn’t want to talk to him.

I was worried sick about his injury, but he seemed completely unconcerned.

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