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.

her mind, it turned out Bert had

surged up within him. He grabbed her, continuing without any mercy

was shaken awake, her voice hoarse, too weak to

"...Mr. Montague."

really tired, can't they

pinched her

glance at the person he had tossed around like a ragdoll

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

in those last two hours, deliberately tormenting her. He had left marks all over her neck, not

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felt pain

quickly sat up, but the movement pulled her waist, causing her

was already noon, and there was no one in the room. Raymond should have left a long time

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

fingers, took a deep breath, and covered herself with the nearby

then she laughed self-mockingly,

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

the torn clothes

the bathroom and saw herself in the mirror, her body covered in

mark extended down her

look again, she quickly

were

text Shelley, as she didn't want Shelley

water poured over her head, all she could think of was his ferocity when he placed her