Chapter 863
He touched his forehead and said softly, “Forget it, you go to sleep.”
With that, he continued to treat my wound.
But then I suddenly couldn’t fall asleep again.
I felt like I had forgotten something important.
What on earth happened?
I bit my quilt, pondering deeply.
His cheek was suddenly patted by him, and he said speechlessly, “Why are you biting the quilt? Do you not care about hygiene?”
I released the quilt and looked at him, “Did I forget something?”
Reynaldo looked at me inexplicably and said, “What’s on your mind? Did you forget something again?”
With that, he furrowed his brow and his face seemed to tense up again, “Do you… remember what happened with Anton when we were kids?”
I shook my head and said. “I remembered that I wanted to have a third child with you.”
Reynaldo’s brow suddenly furrowed even tighter.
He chuckled and said, “What trick do you want to play again?”
I shook my head like a tambourine, stood up and circled his neck, saying, “I really want to have a third child with you, and I must have a
child with you.”
He frowned, pulled my hand, and pushed me onto the bed.
“Stop messing around, I’m treating your wound. Otherwise, the bed will be stained with blood later.”
I obediently lay down and asked him. “After you finish treating my wound, will you have a third child with me?”
Reynaldo took a deep breath and asked me, “Why did you want to have a third child?”
Yeah, why did we have a third child?
I scratched my head.
He suddenly pushed away my hand and angrily said. “The ointment I just applied for you was scratched by you again. Are you annoying?”
I stared blankly at his angry look, feeling a sense of grievance in my heart, and tears welled up uncontrollably.
“I didn’t mean to do it either.”
I choked up and said.
He seemed to sigh, then picked up the ointment from the side and applied it to me again.
After applying the ointment, he quickly took a piece of gauze and bandaged me, as if afraid that I would scratch again.
In no time, he bandaged the wound on my forehead.
He put away the ointment and gauze, placed them on the bedside table, and then got up to leave.
I quickly hugged him from behind, pressed against his back, and
mumbled, “Give birth, give birth with me!”
Reynaldo’s body stiffened.
After a while, he forcefully pushed away my hand, as if afraid that I would touch him again, he tightly gripped my wrist.
He turned around and looked at me. “Tell me, why did you still want to have a baby?”
Why?
I furrowed my brows for a while, but couldn’t figure out a reason. I just remembered. “I must, must have another–child with him.”
I shook my head and said, “There is no reason, I just want to have another child with you, and it is necessary to do so.”
Reynaldo listened and sneered. “Are you thinking of having another child with me for no reason? Are you up to some conspiracy again?”
I tilted my head and looked at him. “Why did you ask that?”
He laughed, with a hint of self–mockery in his laughter.
“Because you, Esmeralda, did not willingly conceive a child for me, don’t think I don’t know that Roddy and Essie were accidents for you.”
“No, there isn’t…”
I shook my head hastily. “I love Roddy and Essie very much, they were not accidents.”
“That’s because they already existed, and you gave birth to them, that’s why you love them.”
