Reclaiming Her Heart

Chapter 12 She's Not My Wife

Joseph was less than 3 feet behind her, and his bodyguards were outside.

Meanwhile, she saw Raymond wearing a black tracksuit with his left hand in his pocket. He was tall with slender legs, and every move he made showed elegance and gracefulness. He stood at the door of a lounge nearby, about to go in.

Joseph licked his lip and looked brazenly at her back. He said in a volume that only she could hear, "He's here. Aren't you gonna say hello?"

Selena took a deep breath. Having no time to hesitate, she walked toward Raymond at once.

Raymond put his hand on the doorknob. He had barely opened the door a crack when he heard footsteps behind him, and in the next second, a woman's soft body bumped into him. She cleverly slid into the lounge together with him before he could say a word.

Raymond pulled a long face. "Get out."

Selena locked the door swiftly and then turned to look at him sincerely, leaning against the door. "Mr. Montague, I didn't mean to disturb you. Mind if I hide here for a while?" He looked at her knee, not saying anything.

She followed his gaze and saw her knee, too. Only then did she realize that due to the warm water, the red mark on her knee had worsened.

What was more, it seemed like the result of some certain sex position.

"I bumped my knee when I got in the car..."

Selena couldn't help but blush after explaining awkwardly, a bit uneasy.

ask. Why

are you here?" Raymond

"To work," she said.

whole place quieted

at her meaningfully, his expression complicated. Then he

of the corner of her eye, she could still see his shadow reflected on the

fat at all. Water was running from his muscular chest down

to the warmth and strength his

her eyes and turned

had

crisis was over, she had no

Now that we're about to get a divorce, I ought to know my place.' Raymond changed

knocked on the door. He went to open it and saw a waiter, who brought him iced coffee. "Mr. Montague, it's for

waiter

been posted in an obvious corner

"Thanks, Mr. Montague."

one signed, he

that he was used and discarded

enough, he was used and discarded