Reclaiming Her Heart

Chapter 75: Heaven's Favorite

Raymond didn't answer her back, a sudden dry turmoil rose in his chest, depressed inside.

Yesterday, her dog put him in an odd situation and let a stranger misunderstood and scold him.

Today, in the middle of the night, Raymond was splashed with paint. For a moment, it was hard for him not to believe that he owed this woman something in his past life. Selena looked at the man's extraordinarily cold face and realized that she was not hallucinating.

She also knew she was in trouble and could only try to remedy the situation by saying, "Does Mr. Montague have any spare clothes? I'll wash this for you." Raymond looked at the paint tray she was holding and turned around and took a few steps away.

Selena stood in place, indeed a bit chagrined, wondering why most times they met something off happened.

Raymond saw that she didn't follow, and said in a deep voice: "Didn't you want to help me wash it? Since you spilled it, you should be responsible." Selena followed up quickly, "I didn't mean to avoid responsibility."

"Eighty thousand."

His tone was light, his gaze falling on her face.

Selena didn't react for a moment to what it meant, but froze for a moment before she realized that this was the price of the shirt.

She was a bit staggered, never wore such expensive clothes in her life.

like this, and she did not know

to get a lot more than just a

hers and inexplicably remembered her other face at the gambling table when she sneered back at Joseph and

walked back to his room and John, who was waiting nearby for his return, heard the commotion and was about to say hello when he saw Selena behind him, his pupils shrank and he had the good sense to find an opportunity to slip away. Raymond entered the door, unbuttoned his shirt

in and felt a

her eyes glanced around the room, but immediately after, her eyes

wearing such a shirt, at that moment took it off, and the upper half of his body was naked, now with his back to her, broad shoulders and

help but fix her eyes on it and saw that his butterfly bones were also very long, every inch of

but sigh, this man,

cupboard to find new clothes to put on, but felt a burning sight

turned to look at

eyes still rested on his waistline,

was still low was crazy, this was in the art material, more

she was even thinking about where to start if

heard a

this question, he had asked it

to be precise, it was very

amused again to see her so

was already married, such behavior was more or less

put it on, and then his tone became