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.

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."

the studio

a warmth in her heart. She didn't expect him to take the initiative to ask about the

there to begin with,

misunderstanding between you and her, she won't come to bother you again in the

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

you, Mr. Montague. I

curved on her lips, and there was

her, let out a sound of

Two lone individuals who had previously shared a passionate night were now sitting face to face, both remaining silent as if

Montague, I

sentence, John's

is your

was holding a first aid kit in his hand, clearly having received

was injured? Upon closer inspection, his forehead was indeed damp, and his

expected Selena to be

since you are here, could you please help the CEO with his medications? You are more careful than me," said Raymond, who

woman in the CEO's room multiple times, and there was