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.

but he didn't stop. He went straight through, passing by them, towards the smoking area on the

hoped something would happen between him and Selena. If

Selena didn't have that

women. She even felt a chilling aura when

her

door to the smoking

relief and gestured to

and didn't dare to

was his imagination, but Mr. Montague seemed hostile towards him. Sometimes, males understand each other's thoughts

eyes, like cold stars, looked outside, and his fingertips skillfully flicked the cigarette ash. The deep gaze

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

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

was as if he had just taken a bite of her pastry while under the cover of darkness, like a

appeared in Raymond's eyes. Then, what was all her effort to get closer to him before? He hated having his emotions

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

He lit another cigarette.

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to get up and leave, but he walked behind, instructing John

moment. She picked it up and

felt it was about PW

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

called out,

The ground remained still.