Reclaiming Her Heart

Chapter 523 She Blushed

Selena's brow furrowed, her irritation palpable.

What was Raymond's game? She hadn't previously perceived his audacious nature, or perhaps it was more accurate to say he possessed an unyielding spirit.

The restaurant's utensils were presented with a unique twist. Each fork was accompanied by a paper-wrapped disposable tip, requiring the patron to unwrap and insert it into the fork's handle. This was a common practice at street food stalls, but this establishment opted for a more environmentally conscious approach, making only the tip disposable.

Raymond and Olivia, however, were unfamiliar with this custom.

In a show of frustration, Olivia slammed her fork onto the table, her face a mask of contempt. Raymond's gaze drifted to the untouched fork next to Selena. She had been using a spoon due to an injured hand, leaving the fork idle. Nonchalantly, he picked it up and began to use it. Selena's face darkened, her chest rising and falling with suppressed fury.

Across the table, Lucas Den found himself in a precarious situation. As Selena's husband in name, he was torn between confronting Raymond's audacity or letting it pass. To cause a scene might risk offending Raymond, a risk he was unwilling to take. Yet, his silence could be perceived as cowardice, unbecoming of his status.

the fork next to Olivia, deftly attaching the head for her. Olivia's response was a cold scoff. "I don't

provoke her, refrained from arguing. But in the next moment, Selena rose from

Selena's audacity, her anger simmering. She bit her lip until it bled, viewing Selena as nothing more than a contemptible lowlife. She glared at Selena, wishing she could strike her.

up in Olivia's eyes as she turned to Raymond. "Raymond, look what she did; she threw away my fork. How am I supposed to eat

let it go. It's fine, I'll keep peeling the

Selena's actions as a defense of Lucas Den,

lit up at Raymond's

and echoed Raymond's scornful laugh. "Take it or

offered her a bowl of soup. "Don't

and genuinely famished, bowed her head to sip the soup,

was an affront, but to leave would grant Selena her victory. Grinding