Claimed by My First Love's Brother (by Evergreen) novel Chapter 847

Chapter847

Yes.

My acquaintance with Reynaldo was a mistake, and our acquaintance was also a doomed fate.

That summer vacation, I shouldn’t have stayed alone at my

grandmother’s house, then I wouldn’t have met them, let alone provoke Kimberly.

The meeting and parting are all wrong.

When he saw my emotions turning sad, Anton smiled at me and said, “Okay, let’s not dwell on the past. I promise you, I will try my best to forget about those past events and focus on moving forward.”

However, this time let me send you off, otherwise I will feel uneasy in my heart.”

I could not resist his persistence, so I had to nod.

The house I bought is about a forty–minute drive from here.

Plus the traffic jam, by the time we arrived, the sky was already completely dark.

Anton was strong. He didn’t let me carry the luggage. He carried the two large suitcases from the car to my room by himself.

The house I bought was very spacious, with good lighting, and decorated in a simple and elegant style.

Anton looked around and said with a smile, “There are at least four

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rooms here.”

“Five, plus a study.” I poured him a glass of water and said, “Vonnie hasn’t shown up these days. When she comes back, she will definitely stay with me, so I have reserved a room for her.”

“It’s fine.”

Anton got up and stood by the French window, looking out. Across the street was a riverside park, the environment was very nice.

At this moment, the whole river is surrounded by colorful night lights, very beautiful.

He stood silently by the window, gazing outside, his tall figure exuding an indescribable loneliness.

I couldn’t ask him to leave right now, so I just opened the suitcase in silence and started sorting out the luggage inside.

Anton suddenly turned around and smiled at me, saying, “At this time, you haven’t had dinner yet, right? Come on, I’ll take you out to eat.”

I shook my head and said, “You go ahead, I’m not hungry.”

Anton’s dark eyes stared at me for a few seconds and he smiled, saying, “I can tell you’re trying very hard to keep your distance from me.”

“Otherwise, Anton…”

I directly told him, “Reynaldo and I already have two children, and we haven’t even divorced yet.”

“I know you often want to help me, but I also don’t want to be dragged into unnecessary misunderstandings.”

Anton slowly lowered his gaze and, after a long pause, said, “I’m

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sorry.”

I turned my face away uncomfortably.

In my whole life, what I hated most to hear was probably this sentence.

I said lightly, “There’s nothing to be sorry about. You’ve also helped me a lot. It’s late, you should go back soon. Drive safely on the way.”

“Okay.”

Anton finished speaking and slowly walked out.

The door opened and closed, and I leaned back on the chair, tiredly pinching the bridge of my nose.

Sometimes, Anton’s sadness and deep affection would make me feel a bit suppressed, even to the point where I couldn’t breathe.

I wiped my face and sat up to continue packing.

Just finished packing a box, when the phone on the sofa suddenly

rang.

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