Reclaiming Her Heart

Chapter 515 Ruining the Better Half of Her Life

washer breaths came in rapid succession, but her mind was an eerie pool of tranquillity. The thought that her hand might be damaged beyond repair made her question her will to live. "Beep beep."

The blare of a car horn sliced through the air twice. Despite her trembling body, racked with pain, Selena managed to discern a figure approaching. It was Shelley. "Selena!!" Shelley's voice echoed in the next instant.

Upon seeing Selena's mangled fingers, Shelley felt a surge of terror. Her eyes welled up with tears, too horrified to even utter a curse or rebuke at the perpetrator.

For an artist, hands were their lifeblood. Who could have committed such a heinous act?

"I'm taking you to the hospital! Baxter Barnes from the prestigious Barnes family is back in town. He's an exceptional surgeon-one of the best. He'll know what to do."

The severity of the damage to Selena's fingers was such that only the most skilled doctors could hope to restore them. Shelley, her hands shaking uncontrollably, knew all too well the importance of painting to Selena.

To destroy her hands was akin to destroying her very existence.

Selena remained silent, her lips sealed even as she was helped into the car. The sweat on her forehead flowed freely, and her two right fingers twisted grotesquely, causing Shelley pain just by looking at them.

youngest and one of the most skillful surgeons around-surely, he

The woman's two fingers

face, her lips curving into

sure her hands are beyond

bones were crushed to bits. My guy intended to do more damage, but there were constant calls coming in, so

her chair, her eyes alight with mirth. Oliver Montague, with his brooding appearance, was genuinely fond of Olivia. Sensing her in a good mood, he saw an opportunity and asked her out. "How about dinner with me

passed through Olivia's eyes, her lips pursed

busy. I'll get in touch with you when I'm

visibly disappointed

I'll

a sense of joy. However, her joy quickly turned to frustration when she remembered that Baxter Barnes had returned to New York the night before. Baxter Barnes, who had received numerous accolades abroad, was New York's youngest and most distinguished surgeon. If he ended up treating Selena's

knowing he couldn't

down on her own finger and snapped it. The pain was intense, yet

she lost in the battle of wits involving a certain painting, her dignity stolen away by Raymond's unsightly and overweight

determined to leave no room for error. To achieve great