Reclaiming Her Heart

Chapter 17 Why Would You Anyway?

Selena was wet to the skin, her long hair almost dripping water. She had no shoes on and was standing on the floor, her ankles crumpled tight. Her toes were chubby and fair with neatly trimmed nails. As she was so nervous, she curled up her toes subconsciously.

Raymond glanced at her meaningfully, closed his laptop, and sneered, "Honey? You don't even bother to hide your agenda anymore?" Noticing his gaze, Selena lowered her head to look at herself only to find that even the outline of her underwear was clearly visible under the light. Her face was pale at first, and now it instantly turned utterly red. Embarrassed, she fled back into the bathroom.

Raymond figured that she was playing hard-to-get, and he wasn't at all interested in playing along. He took the laptop and files aside, stood up, and was about to leave. Just then, the photos inside the files floated out and fell to the floor slowly.

Before he bent down, the bathroom door was pushed open.

There were no spare clothes for her at his place. Selena wrapped herself in a bath towel and tied up her wet hair high, her entire face revealing. Her tone and movements were much more disciplined than before. "Mr. Montague, I'm sorry for what happened."

She lowered her head and took out the card she had prepared. "I'll get you a new room and pay for all your spiritual loss."

Raymond thought, 'I saved her from Joseph, but she wasn't grateful at all.

'I'm not at all interested in her, the woman who has offended me greatly.

'I'm being generous enough not to snap.'

"Spiritual loss?"

to make sure he heard her

clutched the towel with one hand, slowly straining her hand due to nervousness, causing the

ready to say, yet her mind went blank when she

Memories kept flooding back

Raymond hadn't known about her identity yet given his

money? Or you're saying this on purpose

Raymond sized her up.

think I'm interested

wife. Yet now, she acted like she wanted nothing to do with him. In his mind, she was

he picked up all the photos on the floor one by one. Then he

back and picked it up for

about to hand it

was the

she held the photo for a long time, not giving it back to

her clutching the phone in

snapped back to her senses and gave him the photo back. "Mr. Montague, I get it that you aren't interested in me. Why would you anyway? But tonight's incident is indeed my fault.