Claimed by My First Love's Brother (by Evergreen) novel Chapter 797

This time he didn’t stop me again.

The rain had stopped outside.

Everywhere was wet and muddy, the sky was gray and dark, with a hint of cool breeze.

I called a car on my phone and waited for it in the yard. Reynaldo came down and stood at the door, looking at me.

He was dressed in all black, exuding a cold and solemn aura as if the passionate embrace just now had never happened.

Luckily, the car I called arrived quickly.

As I was about to get in the bus, his low and cold voice suddenly drifted over.

“What did you come back for this time?”

!

My hand tightened slightly as I opened the door, my cold expression reflected on the car window.

I lightly dropped two words, “Revenge!”

Actually, the most important thing for me to come back this time was to have a third child with him to treat Essie’s illness.

However, he still hated me so much, and his eyes always looked at me so fiercely, as if he wanted to kill me.

If I told him about Essie’s illness, told him that she was pregnant with their third child, our involvement would only grow deeper and deeper

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in the future.

So, I didn’t want to tell him about this.

If it weren’t for Essie’s illness, I wouldn’t want to have any relationship with him for the rest of my life.

I took out my phone and dialed Quentin’s number.

They answered quickly over there, with a hint of excitement and joy in Quentin’s voice, “Ralda, have you… have you returned to Freybourne?”

“Where are my children?”

“They were here, with me, where are you, I will come pick you up.”

“No need, just send me the address and I will pick up the child.”

Quentin was silent for two seconds and then said, “Ralda, can you let the kids stay with me for a while? I really like them.”

“No,” I refused directly, “If you still care about family ties, then send me the address.”

I hung up the phone as soon as I finished speaking.

After about five minutes, Quentin finally sent the address.

I turned on the navigation and asked the driver to follow this address.

About forty minutes later, the car stopped in front of a villa.

I got out of the car and/looked at the luxurious villa in front of me, a touch of irony rising in my heart.

It seems that after I left, Quentin’s luck turned around, and he could afford such a luxurious–villa.

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Chapter 77.

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