Reclaiming Her Heart

Chapter 524 A Blush as Crimson as Wine

Under the concealment of the tablecloth, Selena felt a wave of embarrassment wash over her. With one hand incapacitated by injury and the other occupied with a spoon for her soup, she was powerless to resist him.

She had recently caused a scene by spilling a drink on him, a spectacle that left him humiliated before everyone. It was improbable that he would let such an incident pass without retaliation. This, she surmised, was his revenge. Her grip on the spoon tightened, rendering her unable to proceed with her soup, her mind consumed by the fear of their secret being discovered.

Across the table, Lucas Den noticed her flushed cheeks and inquired with a note of concern, "Selena, are you feeling unwell? Your face is as red as a beet."

Biting her lower lip, Selena shook her head in denial.

Raymond, seated to her right, had his right hand preoccupied with his soup, while his left hand rested on her thigh. To an unsuspecting observer, there was no hint of impropriety, save for Selena's unusually flushed face.

As Raymond took his first spoonful of soup, his brow furrowed in discomfort. His tongue was smarting.

The bite Selena had inflicted on him earlier was far from playful, and the soup only served to exacerbate the stinging sensation.

her thigh with his

"have you concluded your business

Raymond's initiation of conversation, Lucas Den responded, "Not yet, but I'm not required there for

dealing with the construction crews, isn't it?"

replied, "It's not too bad, really. The people actually working on-site are the ones who are truly busy;

his fingers daring to venture further up Selena's

away from home constantly, infidelity rates tend to be high. There's even a term for it-site spouses-a way for workers to satisfy their needs

discussing

wives, would sometimes seek out other women to fulfill their needs-it was a topic that

away. Their relationship would remain a secret from outsiders, short-lived and thrilling. "People say Mr. Den is a handsome man, he wouldn't cheat

Raymond's tone -

hard. She shivered, her hand trembling, but then she felt someone rise from the table behind her, as if they had finished dining. It was as though their under-the-table play was on the brink of discovery; she couldn't bear

need to