Claimed by My First Love's Brother (by Evergreen) novel Chapter 265

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After Reynaldo and Johnathan went out, they never came back again.

After Kimberly chased out, she never came back.

I had eaten and drunk my fill, waited in the private room for a while, but still didn’t see the three of them.

A faint sense of unease rose in my heart.

Reynaldo wouldn’t have left me at this restaurant again, would he?

The key is, we ordered a lot of dishes at this table, did we pay for the meal?

I quickly got up, grabbed my bag, and walked out.

I looked around the corridor, and there was not a single person.

Arriving at the hall, I looked around and didn’t see the three of them anywhere.

I got drunk.

Reynaldo and Johnathan, they wouldn’t really just leave me here like this, would they?

I don’t even know the name of that hotel, how am I going to get back later?

I arrived at the cashier ready to pay, only to be told that the bill for our private room had already been settled.

I asked when it was built.

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The cashier said half an hour ago.

I pursed my lips, feeling both angry and sour in my heart.

So, they left half an hour ago, leaving me alone here?

Oh!

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Reynaldo was really ridiculous, forcing me to come along and treating me like this?

Did he think it was fun to retaliate against me like this?

The feeling of being abandoned again is not pleasant at all, even worse than in the morning.

In the morning, he could say he was worried about Kimberly’s health, so he left early, but at least he had Johnathan come to pick me up.

I straightened my leather jacket and walked towards the taxi parked at the

restaurant entrance.

“Hello, are you going to the airport?”

Seeing the driver nod, I was about to open the car door when a cold voice suddenly sounded behind me, “What are you going to the airport for?”

I shuddered all over and quickly turned around.

Reynaldo was leaning against the right side of the restaurant door, casually smoking.

Smoke lingered in the air, soon dispersed by the cold wind.

He gazed at me quietly, with a faintly oppressive look hidden beneath his calm gaze.

I pulled back my hand that was about to open the door, apologized to the taxi driver, and then walked towards him.

Reynaldo’s face was very pale, but his eyes were very deep.

I really disliked making eye contact with him, because every time I did, I had a feeling that he could see right through me.

I walked up to him with my head down and smiled, saying, “Mr. Humphrey, you haven’t left yet. I thought you all had left and left me here alone.”