Reclaiming Her Heart

Chapter 486 She'd Probably Like It, Wouldn’t She?

The color was almost irresistible to any onlooker.

"John," Raymond beckoned.

Without hesitation, John handed over the checkbook.

"And the cost?" Raymond questioned, his gaze unflinching.

"Two million."

Barely suppressing his elation, the salesman hastily encased the bracelet in an elegant box.

This was a novel experience for Raymond, who typically left all shopping matters to John's discerning eye.

found himself compelled to ask, "Mr. Montague, is this intended for

gift, given so casually, could rival

mouth betraying his intentions despite his head's swift

"No."

obvious, merely offering a

the gift secured and John handling the financial aftermath, Raymond joined

relieved of their suspense, they returned to their

gift accompanying him. As he disembarked from the plane, he promptly activated his cellphone, anticipating a barrage of missed calls. To his astonishment, aside from a

list repeatedly, occasionally wondering if he had inadvertently

at this point he decided to message Selena. [People in Manhattan inquired last time whether you desired a painting studio

couldn't afford a moment's respite, given the young hopefuls required her meticulous evaluation. The past week

merited an explanation or acknowledgment from him. A wave of bitterness washed over her,

always made a point to keep her distance? Why was he

reached for the cold coffee beside her, the icy bitterness quelling her anger, restoring a sense of calm. She had lost ten pounds in the past week alone. She hadn't been eagerly anticipating a future with Raymond's child, but having an abortion forced upon her without her consent made her feel no better than livestock,