Reclaiming Her Heart

Chapter 129 The Night Best for Ambiguity

Alex was a screenwriter, best at grabbing a small detail and expanding his thoughts from there. But tonight, he had guessed correctly. Raymond and Selena were in the same room. Although they weren't on the bed, for Raymond, this was already an exception. Moreover, when he turned into the room, he saw Selena revealing large patches of skin on her neck. Any woman wearing a man's clothes would have a different kind of charm. Especially in the night, which was best for ambiguity. Raymond frowned and went straight to the master bedroom. He felt that the shower he just took wasn't right, he should take a cold shower. At the same time, he felt increasingly annoyed, who would sleep in a male client's room without any guard. Was it just his overthinking, or did Selena herself have ulterior motives?

Raymond's gaze fell on a blanket on the bed, and thinking that she had the suit draped over her, he bent down and picked it up, returning to the living room, loosely covering her with it. During this process, he didn't look at her face and intentionally created distance between them.

After doing all this, he no longer cared and went back to the master bedroom to lie down on the bed.

When he didn't have to work overtime, he was disciplined and would rest by ten o'clock. But when he did have to work overtime for days and nights, he wouldn't feel tired.

Just as his eyes closed, he heard a sound from the living room, like something being kicked. He deliberately ignored it, blocked out the other person, and fell asleep.

Selena woke up in the middle of the night because of the pain in her foot. She frowned and first rubbed her eyes in confusion.

When she remembered where she was, she quickly stood up.

legs had been curled up for so long, they had already gone numb. In addition, her ankle was still not healed, so when she moved like this,

top, along with a

a cold face, he haphazardly tied the belt of his robe, and then opened the door to

as soon as she raised her head, she saw Raymond standing there, his face as black as coal. She knew she was in the wrong, and didn't care about

"Mr. Montague, I'm sorry..."

the floor, and then glanced at

the most bizarre things. He raised his hand and

embarrassed that she wished she could find a place to hide. Why did she keep embarrassing herself

did she fall asleep

her out, which showed how good his manners were. Perhaps in his eyes, she wasn't much different from

to cancel the contract in anger. Although Raymond's project was no longer necessary, she had never had a client cancel on her since she

was Raymond, and if the contract was cancelled

Montague, please go back to rest. I'll clean up