Reclaiming Her Heart

Chapter 370 Mr. Montague, I am already married

Caterlington didn't want to make the atmosphere too tense, so he quickly engaged in conversation with Alan, livening up the mood.

Selena got up in the middle, unable to stand the conversation between the two men any longer, feeling like she was being dragged into it.

She pretended to go to the restroom but actually went to the hallway to catch some fresh air.

Lucas was nearby in the corridor and quickly approached when he saw her coming out.

"Selena, this is a hangover remedy. Do you want a sip?"

Selena didn't really drink much, but she had a glass earlier when she was in the opposite private room. To prevent her head from getting foggy, she took the hangover remedy from his hand. Lucas awkwardly rubbed the back of his head.

"I truly owe my promotion to you, and this time too, I don't even know how to thank you."

Selena finished the hangover remedy and was about to ask him to do something for her when she noticed Raymond approaching on her peripheral vision.

Raymond made an excuse to come out, approaching with a cigarette box and a lighter in hand.

Selena quickly blinked at Lucas.

Lucas understood her signal and immediately used the same approach he used with other women.

"Darling, where are you going after this?" he said.

he said this, Raymond walked right in front of them, but he didn't stop. He went straight through, passing by them, towards the smoking

would happen between him and Selena. If Selena liked him, he could save

Selena didn't have that

Lucas to have such a way with women. She even felt a chilling aura when Raymond passed

skin, her

to the smoking

sigh of relief and gestured to

nodded and didn't dare to stay here

seemed hostile towards him. Sometimes, males understand

smoke, his expression growing colder. His eyes, like cold stars, looked outside, and his fingertips skillfully flicked the cigarette ash. The deep gaze at the corner of his

"husband" that night was still vivid in his mind. She pinched the cigarette butt tightly between her fingers and irritably extinguished it

separated by a thick glass door, she and her husband were comforting each

her pastry while under the

appeared in Raymond's eyes. Then, what was all her effort to get closer to him

really wanted to eat, he would do it multiple times. Eventually, he would grow tired

He lit another cigarette.

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and leave, but he walked behind, instructing John to send Olivia off first. To make

phone rang at that moment. She picked it up and saw a message

it was about

she entered the elevator again and returned to the private room. The room had already been tidied up, and even the table had been disinfected again. They

called out, standing in her previous

The ground remained still.