Claimed by My First Love's Brother (by Evergreen) novel Chapter 353

Chapter353

If it had been Kimberly, who knows how touched he would have been.

The more I thought about it, the more annoyed I became. I got up and prepared to find some ointment to apply to the wound on my foot.

As soon as I entered the bedroom, the door of the bathroom opened.

Reynaldo came out with a body full of water vapor, his face still full of gloom.

He only wrapped a bath towel around his waist, leaving his entire upper body exposed.

And I also clearly saw the wounds on his body.

Although the wounds were not deep, there were many of them, varying in size and length.

They were located on the chest, waist, and arms respectively.

Some wounds were still oozing blood.

The man, as if he had no feelings, walked straight to the bed.

And with that, he said he was going to chop off Matthew’s hand. Matthew was lucky he didn’t chop off his hand.

Knowing that he couldn’t win, he still insisted on venting his anger.

Such impulsiveness, a man devoid of reason, it’s hard to imagine he could be Reynaldo.

After Reynaldo got into bed, he leaned against the headboard and scrolled

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through his phone, treating me as if I were invisible.

I didn’t say anything either, silently rummaging through the medicine box on the low table for frostbite medicine.

I endured the pain and applied ointment to all the frostbites on my feet, then went to the bathroom to wash my hands.

When he came out again, Reynaldo was still in the same position, brushing his phone.

But there was already a lot of blood on his wound, and even two bloodstains were flowing along the texture of his lower abdomen into the towel around his waist.

He gave me an extremely cold look and then walked into the living room.

The bedroom door was casually closed by him, making a sound that was neither loud nor soft.

I stared blankly at the bloodstains he had brought onto the bed, then looked at the medicine in my hand, and sarcastically pulled my lips.

Is he avoiding me because he thinks I’m dirty and doesn’t want me to touch him?

Ah, that’s the best.

I also couldn’t be bothered with that man anymore. I threw the ointment and gauze to the side, then wrapped myself in a blanket and went to sleep.

I was very tired.

Even though I slept heavily all day long, I still felt tired.

That night I slept deeply, and when I woke up again, I was awakened by a burst of crying.

The crying, although not loud, sounded particularly annoying.