Reclaiming Her Heart

Chapter 380 I Took Your Shirt

"You're so inexperienced, it seems like your husband really can't satisfy you."

He was moved, his voice a bit husky.

Selena's world was in chaos, and she didn't dare to open her mouth.

She was extremely nervous, sometimes afraid someone would push the door open, and other times afraid someone from the opposite building would see. In the end, he had exhausted her to the point of fainting.

At five in the morning, Raymond draped his suit over her, carrying her into his own car.

If someone had told him before that he would fool around with a woman in the office, he would never have believed it.

He was a workaholic, and the office was a sacred place.

But he had indulged with the woman in his arms all night long.

Selena was too tired to move, and Raymond laid her on the bed. He had intended to carry her to the bath, but her phone rang.

He frowned when he saw an unknown number and answered it. A man's voice came from the other end.

"I'm Bert, I have your husband Lucas in my hands. If you, you slut, pretend not to see my messages again, I'll kill him, do you believe me?!"

The next second, Raymond's face turned dark. He hung up the phone, looking at the exhausted woman on the bed.

He chuckled lightly, his eyes filled with an endless coldness.

it turned out Bert had captured her

that threatened to devour his reason surged up within him. He grabbed her,

voice

"...Mr. Montague."

really tired,

just pinched

more hours passed, during which he didn't even glance at the person

changed into a clean set of clothes, and then went to the

deliberately tormenting her. He had left marks all over her neck, not sparing even the

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felt pain all over

she quickly sat up, but the movement pulled her waist, causing her to gasp in

no one in the room. Raymond should have

body was a mess, and there hadn't even been a simple clean-up. It was as if she really was just

her fingers, took a deep breath, and covered herself with

she laughed self-mockingly, thinking

she frowned in discomfort, using the edge of the bed to

and she looked at the torn clothes

and saw herself in the mirror, her

its mark extended

again, she quickly took

were

too embarrassed to text Shelley, as she didn't

As warm water poured over her head, all she could