Claimed by My First Love's Brother (by Evergreen) novel Chapter 815

Just as I was thinking, Reynaldo’s eyes suddenly turned colder, and the chill on his face made me shudder.

I frowned and asked, “What’s wrong with you again?”

He pursed his lips and sneered coldly, “I see that your real purpose for coming here tonight is not to find Johnathan, but to find Anton.”

I:…

It must be said that Reynaldo’s suspicious and paranoid nature has not changed.

His big hand suddenly moved from my shoulder to the side of my neck, probing at the hollow of my neck.

I shrank back in shock and heard his tone turn even colder and more mocking, “How dependent on Anton are you, coming to see him before you’re even fully recovered from your illness!”

As soon as I heard his sarcastic remarks, I got angry.

I couldn’t help but curse, “If you’re sick, go get treatment. Don’t act so weird here, okay?”

Who else did I go to see besides Johnathan when I came here?

If it weren’t for you going crazy and holding me here, not letting me leave, I would have left long ago. And what’s the matter with him, Anton?

What else do you do besides indulging in wild thoughts and baseless

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suspicions all day long?

“You are so fond of suspecting me and Anton, then you have the ability to catch us red–handed in bed!”

“Esmeralda Duffy!”

A suppressed low growl escaped from his thin lips, and the man’s cold eyes stared at me fiercely, as if he wanted to swallow me whole.

At this moment, Anton and Quentin finished exchanging pleasantries with those men.

Until those men drove away in their respective cars, the two of them walked over in this direction.

Quentin saw Reynaldo holding me tightly and quickly came over to pull Reynaldo’s arm, saying, “Mr. Humphrey, you let go of Ralda first, let’s talk nicely.”

Reynaldo didn’t persistently bother me either.

He quickly let go of his hand, stepped back a few steps, and leaned against the pillar behind him.

He took out a cigarette case from his pocket, shook out one, lit it, and looked at me with cold eyes, saying casually, “I have nothing to say to

her.”

Quentin lowered his gaze, his expression complex.

Anton walked up to me and asked with concern, “Are you okay?”

For some reason, in this situation, I just felt ironic.

Anton glanced at Reynaldo and then asked me, “Why didn’t you rest at home and came here instead?”

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“I have something to do.” I replied casually.

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