Reclaiming Her Heart

Chapter 134 Raymond, I Miss You

Since they were not far apart, Selena was sure that the other side heard everything she just said.

She suddenly felt embarrassed, but she thought that Raymond didn't know that her husband, who she mentioned was him so she secretly breathed a sigh of relief and just looked at his wound. After all, it was because of him taking the stab for her, so she should ask a few questions.

"Mr. Montague, what happened to your wound?"

After putting away her phone, she quickly walked over. Carter casually stood behind Raymond and imitated Selena's words.

"We are in a free relationship, and we love each other very much... hehe."

Carter never had a serious demeanor. After imitating this sentence, he smiled at Selena. Selena knew that her cheesy words had fallen into the ears of both of them, so she just shrugged it off. "I made you laugh."

Carter was not interested in whether Selena was married or not, but he thought that Selena, who seemed so aloof, could say such words, was really in love with her husband.

Thinking of the times when he had asked Selena to pretend to be his girlfriend, he felt a little guilty.

"Selena, I had no choice but to ask you to pretend to be my girlfriend before. Your husband won't be angry, will he?"

Selena's mouth twitched. She found the question funny and a bit green tea*, so she curved her lips.

he's not

an eyebrow

petty when it comes to this. It's like

continue this topic. Instead, she continued to look at Raymond's hand. "How

of sadness between her eyebrows, and she stared at his wound with genuine concern. Since he didn't answer, she

who was confused, looked at

Selena, why do you want to make

and Carter's eyes suddenly became meaningful, then he

re-stitched. I'll go accompany my new girlfriend. We'll meet again if we're meant to

faster than a rabbit, Selena

looked at her

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looked angry inexplicably, couldn't help sneering, and didn't even bother to consider who the injury was for. He remained silent, only

didn't care at all, and just wanted to quickly treat his wound. She went to register, found a doctor, and watched as his wound was stitched up for a second

advised, "Mr. Montague, the wound must not open again, otherwise it will easily

she quickly set a five-hour alarm

I'll send you a message at that

she was currently standing behind

he turned his head and