Reclaiming Her Heart

Chapter 445 Which the Dark Shadows Hide

"Mr. Montague, I'm going to put down the hairdryer," Selena said.

Raymond released her as she did so.

Selena hung the hairdryer back in the bathroom and when she returned, she noticed a small blister between his fingers.

Fortunately, she had picked up some ointment for knee treatment when she visited the hospital today.

She took out the ointment, dabbed a little on her fingertip, grabbed his hand, placed her fingertip on his finger, and slowly began to massage it.

Raymond hadn't paid attention to her actions until he detected the scent of the ointment at the tip of his nose.

His eyelashes fluttered, and he looked up at her.

However, Selena wasn't looking at him; she was earnestly focusing on the injured spot.

Once finished, she withdrew her hand and wiped off the remaining ointment from her fingertip.

Raymond asked her, "Did you really come all the way to Ridgefield because you couldn't let go of that man?"

Selena paused, letting out a sigh.

"I came here for work. Mr. Rockefeller told me today that someone canceled an order, and two more tail orders came out. I came here to pick out the best quality batch and had the workers send it to New York." After hearing this, Raymond felt much more at ease.

"But what about you, Mr. Montague? Why did you suddenly come to Ridgefield in the middle of the night without Mr. Walker?"

"There was a problem with the last project; I came to talk to the person in charge."

wouldn't have Raymond come down in the

she

while and spent a large amount of time selecting wood and looking for

Raymond caught her wrist

red; she must

tolerance

some medicine," she

let go of her

lay in bed, she suddenly wondered if Raymond wanted the sixth time

she was too

crossed her mind before a wave of

came to the side of the bed, she had already curled up in the blankets and

beginning to ponder

wound was slightly painful, but the coolness from the ointment was refreshing and spread from his fingertips to his

down, he

the same bed made him feel an unfamiliarity from the depths

with her, there had been no other woman in his bed

look at her sleeping face. He was

instinctively

call was from Paul, his voice slightly

a tenth of the draft papers. Your brother, the kind who sticks to the rules, probably wouldn't have had an early romance. I'm currently

the time; it was nearly four in

not slept all

raised his hand to rub

part of his research findings. But no one dares to spread the word; they're all