Claimed by My First Love's Brother (by Evergreen) novel Chapter 560

Chapter 560

As for what I just said, he heard it, didn’t he?

Originally, I did want to have a good talk with him about the divorce.

“Reynaldo, you’re here.”

Mikaela shouted at him; her tone just as gentle as when she spoke to Kimberly.

She was particularly cold and indifferent to me. It is clear that Mikaela just hates me.

Reynaldo walked up to the bedside, glanced at me, then looked at Mikaela, his calm voice still tinged with a hint of displeasure.

“I had told my mother before that I would bring her to see you, but it seems that she couldn’t wait any longer.”

“Hehe, I stayed in the hospital in Freybourne for so long, theoretically speaking, she as my daughter–in–law should indeed come and see me, shouldn’t she?”

“You didn’t deny that she was your daughter–in–law, did you?” Reynaldo asked in a casual tone.

Mikaela still smiled, appearing kind, but her eyes were sharp.

She said, “I may not admit it, but your relationship is here, so she still has to observe the proper etiquette.”

I sighed in my heart.

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She was the one who refused to acknowledge me as her daughter–in–law, and she was also the one who said I lacked the proper etiquette of a daughter–in–law.

It seems that being her daughter–in–law is not an easy task.

I didn’t want to stay here any longer.

I said to Mikaela, “I have something else to do, so I won’t disturb your rest. I’ll come see you next time.”

When I said this, Mikaela’s face visibly darkened.

I didn’t want to consider her feelings either. She didn’t like me anyway, so why should I care about her emotions.

I turned around and left.

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three years of humiliation and degradation?”

Reynaldo calmly pulled me into his arms, shielding me with his tall figure.

I looked at him, still not understanding in my heart, whether he really liked me or Kimberly.

Sometimes I feel like he likes me, but how could he argue with me for Kimberly and even leave me behind.

After getting out of the elevator, Reynaldo still didn’t let go of my hand.

He dragged me all the way to his car.

I frowned and asked him, “Reynaldo, where are you taking me?”

The man still did not speak.

The car door was pulled open, and he immediately pushed me into the passenger seat.

I had just finished when he also came up.

However, he did not start the car immediately, just holding the steering wheel, his face a little serious.

I glanced at his cold, hard profile.