Reclaiming Her Heart

Chapter 19 Compensation for That Night

The room fell silent, and the only sound that could be heard was the ticking of the clock on the wall.

Once again, Raymond felt like he might be experiencing auditory hallucinations. Did she call him her husband because she mistook him for someone else?

The crystal chandelier illuminated her face as she carried on speaking. "I can't recall what happened that night anymore. I believe you have forgotten it too. I apologize for mistaking you for my husband just now." Being adults, it was unnecessary to assign blame or hold anyone responsible for what happened that night. After all, it was all Beatrice's fault. Work was now the top priority. There was no need to dwell on insignificant matters.

"If you're interested in my design work, please feel free to share your specifications." Selena effortlessly changed the topic back to work as if what happened that night was not worth mentioning.

Raymond remained silent. He had caught a glimpse of the bruises peeking out from under her sheer clothing in the bathroom earlier, which reminded him of his uncontrollable behavior that night. In hindsight, he knew that things would only worsen then.

Selena just went home like that, yet her husband had not yet made a fuss or resorted to divorce. Was he truly indifferent, or were their marital issues already simmering beneath the surface?

Raymond said, but Selena interrupted him before he could finish. "No, my connection with my husband remains as it was," she lifted her gaze to meet his squarely,

endure the humiliation of being cuckolded. The very notion of another male encroaching upon his domain was unthinkable. He remembered Selena's words about how this

stood up and said, "I'll entrust you with the design work of my villa in Manhattan," he announced. "Think of it as recompense

to hers, which shimmered with a rosy, lustrous glow,

had secured the project. "Okay, I won't let you down. Should you have any insights or recommendations, don't hesitate to reach out at any

brow as he felt a suffocating sensation, grappling with the

that someone might actually dislike him, a realization that

towards the door, Selena asked, "What about payment for

them a gift," he replied coldly before wrenching open the

trace a path down her forehead. Retreating to the bathroom, she splashed cold water on her face several times. She wasn't sure which medication Joseph had administered, but its effects had yet to wear off. Her body was still feverish as if millions of ants were crawling inside her,

left this room to her, Selena resolved to refill the bathtub since there was no feasible alternative. It was too

clothes and placed them neatly aside before stepping into the tub. The icy chill was immediate, causing her teeth to chatter uncontrollably. Overwhelmed by fatigue and drowsiness, she leaned