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."

charge here wouldn't have Raymond come down in the middle of the night,

this reason, she couldn't think

She had driven alone for a while and spent a large amount of time selecting wood and looking

wrist and looked

still red; she must have worn

pain tolerance

just applied some medicine,"

go

wondered

was too

crossed her mind before a

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

hand, was somewhat restless, even beginning to ponder

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

he stared

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

been with her, there had

his head to look at her sleeping face. He was

frown formed instinctively

from Paul,

wouldn't have had an early romance. I'm currently looking into his data from four years of university, but Christopher is truly a nightmare; he's got

nearly four in the morning. Paul had been up

not

hand to

news from above 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 of his research findings. But no one dares to spread the word; they're all just quietly investigating. Olivia and your brother had a good relationship, right?