Reclaiming Her Heart

Chapter 441 Hunger

After Raymond left, Selena stood alone in the living room, dazed for a long while. It wasn't until the insistent growl of her stomach pulled her back that she touched her burning cheeks, as if scorched by fire.

Struggling for breath, she quickly patted her face in a vain attempt to cool down before splashing it with cold water in the bathroom. Only then did she open her barren refrigerator, which held nothing but spaghetti. Overwhelmed by hunger, she boiled some without further thought.

Tossing and turning in bed, she couldn't sleep. Raymond's parting words echoed in her ears.

Selena was old-fashioned, which seemed almost laughable now. Before marrying Raymond, she only dared to make secret promises with those she adored, vowing not to date until after college. Though her date never showed up.

Having spent her high school years in Ridgefield and always being sensitive to her surroundings, she never dared to date. It wasn't until a woman freed herself from such thoughts that, with every book she read, she started to realize the narrowness of her own understanding.

Shelley often said, "Life's about fate, not just relationships.

"If men can play around, why can't women?

"If women can earn big money too, why should they still be doing the chores?"

heiress, had shared with her many such

knowing that Raymond was her husband, she woke up feeling ashamed of their first night together. She had always thought intimacy was meant

that was not the

her mouth. The more she thought about it, the hotter her

she came to the realization that she was somewhat entangled in the affair with

took a deep breath and forced herself to fall

addressed earlier. Afterward, he took a shower and observed the marks she had left on his back in the mirror, resembling the scratches of a kitten's claws. He arched an eyebrow; his damp hair was

stepped out, his phone rang with a

that you can't

satiated for the night, though the two marriage licenses

"I'll handle it tomorrow."

encounter with Selena to your grandfather. You know how those two can't stand each other. Your grandma, deeply embedded in the Montague family, probably only has a soft spot for

to marry into the Montague family, it was

woman from the county, not from a notable family, with little formal education, and already someone else's

a divide between mother and son. Consequently, Raymond's father distanced himself from home for years, engrossed in significant