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."

Even if there was a problem with the project, the person in charge here wouldn't have Raymond come down in the middle of the night, risking offending the

reason, she couldn't think

She had driven alone for a while and spent a large amount of time selecting wood and looking for materials. Now, she headed

caught her wrist

red; she must have worn long pants

tolerance

some

then let go

suddenly wondered

she was

before a wave of

time Raymond came to the side of the bed, she had already curled up in the

beginning to ponder why he had come to Ridgefield in

fingers; the wound was slightly painful, but the coolness from the ointment was refreshing and spread

lying down, he stared at the

the same bed made him feel an unfamiliarity from the depths of his

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

sleeping face. He was just about to

frown formed instinctively

call was from Paul, his voice

early romance. I'm currently looking into his data from four years of

was nearly four in the morning. Paul had

you not slept

his hand

that a group of people overseas are also looking into your brother's affairs. Everyone is now quite certain that he must have passed that thing on to someone, possibly as part