Reclaiming Her Heart

Chapter 437 The Unexpected

Selena had been standing for a full two hours and nearly passed out. Now feeling dizzy and unable to drive, she had to sit down and rest. Plus, she felt waves of nausea coming over her.

Glancing down at her knees, she couldn't help but roll up her pant leg. Underneath the thin fabric, her skinned knee made her frown with pain.

The painting her mentor had given her, which was torn in two and left in the car, crossed her mind. Her eyelashes drooped as she quietly observed the wound on her knee. In another car not too far away.

John couldn't help but notice Selena. Since the traffic had started moving again, he felt compelled to say something. "Mr. Montague, I think that's Miss Selena."

Despite his initial hesitation, Raymond told John to pull over, grabbed a bottle of water and an umbrella from beside him, and stepped out of the car.

Selena had chosen a shady spot to sit, conveniently under a tree. However, sitting out like this with the day's heat could easily make her ill.

Without a word, Raymond approached and handed her the bottle of water coolly.

His sharp eyes spotted the abrasion on her knee, and he furrowed his brow at the sight.

Selena's gaze landed on the water bottle appearing before her. She looked up and momentarily froze by the sight of him, failing to take it. Raymond made a move to retract his offer, but just then she took the bottle, uttering a low, "Thank you."

Standing there, umbrella in hand, he looked effortlessly refined. The silver handle enhanced the distinguished appearance of his fingers. After a moment, Raymond abruptly reached out, grasped her hand-the one holding the water bottle and hoisted her to her feet.

Selena was caught off guard and stumbled into his arms. A chill from his presence invaded her senses.

the

encounter and quickly apologized, "Raymond, I'm sorry. That

"What happened?"

"It's nothing."

but didn't press

took the umbrella in a daze, and the next second, he swept

the car, Selena had already safely stowed the umbrella

John intuitively lowered the privacy screen in the front seat and stepped on the gas. Selena discreetly arranged for her driver from Ashbourne Manor to come and take her

another wounded knee the skin was

she couldn't stop herself from frowning. Then, she caught sight of Raymond's elegant hands continuing to roll up her pant leg to her thigh, revealing more of her leg.

impeccably dressed in his unwrinkled

contrast highlighted the severity of the

was whisked away and carried up through the private

her onto the sofa in his

Selena saw a different side to

he said as he reached for the

and then the spray

sat there silently, lashes lowered

who would probably call him twenty times a

bittersweet realization; a woman who could endure pain like that was not necessarily in