Reclaiming Her Heart

Chapter 194 Growing Fangs, Deeply Rooted.

Raymond got into the car and didn't dare to lean his back against the seat. The pain in his back was throbbing, and it had become somewhat unbearable. But, Selena called at that moment. "Mr. Montague, I'm at the hotel. Are you coming back tonight?"

Raymond held the steering wheel tightly, his forehead covered in cold sweat, and his lips turning pale.

"Mm."

His voice was flat as he hung up the phone. Selena felt relieved and waited outside the hotel room.

After about ten minutes, Raymond appeared at the elevator. Selena let out a sigh of relief and nodded at him, then proceeded to talk about the matter at hand.

"Mr. Montague, what I want to discuss is still related to Ms. Montague."

Raymond walked up to her, but instead of looking at her, he swiped the room card. Selena followed him inside, and she caught a faint smell of blood, wrinkling her brow.

According to logic, Raymond's injury should have healed by now. What could be causing this slight, bloody smell?

Raymond entered the room and instinctively began to take off his suit jacket. However, he froze when he realized Selena was there and sat directly on the couch.

"My Aunt intercepted your order?"

Judging from his expression, it seemed he remembered what happened last night, but Selena wasn't sure if he remembered the kiss.

worried that he might think she took advantage of his drunken state to intentionally get close to him. However, since Raymond didn't bring it up, she didn't feel comfortable asking about

"Mm."

studio heavily

to

because I wasn't very well-liked there to begin with, some of the

matter. As for the misunderstanding between you and her, she won't come to

suffered the consequences, and it would create a distance between them. The matter of that night

relief. "Alright, thank you, Mr. Montague. I

her lips, and there was a

glanced at her, let out a sound

were now sitting face to face, both remaining silent as if the air was filled with each other's presence. Selena realized that the atmosphere was becoming too tense and

Montague, I won't

finish her sentence, John's

your injury

first aid kit in his hand, clearly having received a

froze mid-movement and looked towards Raymond. He was injured? Upon closer inspection, his forehead was indeed damp, and his lips were

be

please help the CEO with his medications? You are more careful than me," said Raymond, who had received

multiple times, and there was definitely