Claimed by My First Love's Brother (by Evergreen) novel Chapter 251

Chapter251

Believe it or not, the clothes in his suitcase were neatly folded and even sorted.

I don’t know if Kimberly helped him tidy up.

After all, a grown man wouldn’t be so meticulous.

He took out my personal clothes, refolded them neatly, and then placed them together with his own personal clothes.

I don’t know why, but when I saw this scene, my cheeks inexplicably felt a little warm.

“What else do you want to bring? Put it all in there,” he said, turning back to me after arranging the clothes.

I pursed my lips and silently went to the bathroom to tidy up some toiletries and cosmetics before coming out.

Braylon Shaffer arrived quickly.

Holding various types of breakfast in hand.

He saw me and respectfully shouted, “Ms. Duffy.”

I nodded and said, “Just call me Esmeralda.”

Braylon glanced at Reynaldo and saw that Reynaldo was busy unpacking breakfast and not paying attention to this side. He then smiled and shouted at me, “Esmeralda.”

I opened my mouth, about to respond.

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Reynaldo’s cool voice suddenly drifted over, and he said to Braylon, “You go downstairs and wait.”

Braylon chuckled and said, “Okay, okay.”

After Braylon left, Reynaldo shouted at me, “Come over for breakfast.”

I walked silently past.

He had already unpacked and arranged the breakfast.

There were many types, all sorts, and they were all steaming.

Reynaldo drank a few sips of porridge and then leaned back against the back of the sofa, closing his eyes to rest.

I was nibbling on a steamed bun and asked him, “Aren’t you going to eat some more?”

“It was not tasty,” he lazily said.

I pouted, I had never noticed before that he was so picky.

In the past, when we had meals at my house, he was not allowed to pick the dishes, but he obediently finished a bowl of white rice

My appetite was really big, and I ate a lot for breakfast.

Because time was tight, I also ate a little hastily.

Reynaldo stared at me and slowly said, “No rush, take your time.”

I drank a mouthful of soy milk and said, “Isn’t the flight at six o’clock? I’m afraid I won’t make it in time.”

“If there’s no time, take the next one.”

The man spoke casually and nonchalantly.

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