Reclaiming Her Heart

Chapter 533 I Slept with You

The kiss was anything but gentle, bordering on fierce. Selena found herself gasping for breath, her hand instinctively finding its way to his arm. His muscles were taut, the sexual tension palpable.

When their lips finally parted, he looked at her with an intensity that left her breathless. He seemed lost in the lingering taste of their kiss, but her words brought him back to reality. "Does Oliver know Miss Stone? Why else would he come after me when we have no conflict? And how did Ms. Montague suddenly find out? Who informed her?"

She looked up at Raymond. Despite the softness in her body, a result of his passionate kiss, her eyes remained clear and calm.

She continued, her tone steady, "If Montague wants to investigate, should he not start with their relationship? Or is it because Miss Stone carries your child and you can't bear it?"

Earlier in the car, he had claimed he wouldn't protect Olivia, but when confronted by Oliver, he hadn't mentioned her at all. Selena was no fool. She was grateful to him for apprehending the person who had harmed her, but his deliberate silence about Olivia spoke volumes.

Raymond's hand remained against the wall, trapping her between his chest and the cold surface. He said nothing, merely holding her uninjured hand, examining it with a careful gaze. Selena, however, pulled her hand away.

Montague has no intention of pursuing Miss Stone, then this matter can only end here. After all, I can't compete

you've nearly destroyed her face.

gratitude she had felt

After all, he cared for Olivia. But that wouldn't stop her from taking action against Olivia. She would

Christopher had left behind could still be in her possession. If he antagonized the Stone family and punished Olivia, would she still remember that thing? Many were searching for it, and Paul was no exception. Olivia

her, to some extent. But he was unsure if this care was merely a physical obsession or

see. "I never slept with her, and the pregnancy was a lie. Don't accuse me," he

gaze lingered on her slender neck, his hand reaching out to pull down the fabric that covered it. Leaning down, he nibbled at her skin, his warm breath causing a tingling sensation that was

already leading her to the car parked

admired his hands, long and slender. This hand, holding hers so tightly, caused her to pause. Holding hands, fingers interlaced, was a common gesture between lovers. But Selena and Raymond were not lovers. They were merely

tone flat. Through the car window, she saw Raymond still seated

her words, he slowly released her hand. "Shall we have