Reclaiming Her Heart

Chapter 438 Lessons Taught

Raymond recalled the face that had tried to entice him into bed twice using pitiful strategies. Her schemes were indeed foolish, and they were as plain as day on her face. "Grandma, you should avoid seeing her in the future," he suggested firmly.

Mrs. Montague breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed her grandson also disapproved of Selena.

"I'm glad you understand, Raymond. She was quite rude to me, desperately trying to ingratiate herself. She undoubtedly did so to indirectly win your favor. It's all too transparent, and I don't appreciate it," she said with a tone of disdain. At that moment, Raymond had brought the water to Selena, who was looking at him with a complex gaze.

Mrs. Montague continued to instruct him over the phone, "Just stay away from her, knowing the kind of person she is."

She cautioned, "Raymond, I just don't want you to be fooled by her beauty."

Speaking of beauty, Raymond glanced at Selena by his side.

As their eyes met, he couldn't resist the urge to tuck a strand of her hair behind her ear. Her short haircut made her look more aloof, inciting in him a greater desire to see her express other emotions.

For a split second, Raymond forgot he was on the phone and, gripped by an impulse, he leaned in and kissed her. Selena's head tilted back, surrendering to his advance as a tear glistened in her eye.

Mrs. Montague was still talking. "Just remember, this Selena is no good lady. She's leagues below Olivia, so once you're divorced, you really should give Olivia another thought."

Selena let out a soft moan as her lips were caught in

narrowed her eyes.

slowly wiping away the trace of their kiss

don't worry. There won't be anything between

I might start doubting my own judgment,' he

had a hunch that the intimidating elderly woman wouldn't spread tales of the wrong she had done. After hanging up, Raymond methodically popped an antipyretic into Selena's mouth, following it with a glass of lukewarm

He produced

watched her compliance, his arms wrapping around her

from her lips-except for

jaw to his remark, "Breathe, Selena. Are

she catch her

and your husband never

avoided the question, feigning

few more barbs, yet the irony that he was the one schooling another man's wife in the art of breathing through a kiss struck him. It unsettled his composure,

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