Chapter 620 You Always Need Someone by Your Side

Raymond took two hits, and seeing William still coughing, he immediately patted his back. "Take care of yourself," Raymond said.

William stiffened, planted his cane on the ground, and sighed, "Get out, get out."

He had been angered too many times tonight and was on the verge of passing out.

Raymond started to leave, but William poked his back with the cane.

"About your brother's matter, investigate if you can, but if you can't, let it go. The most important thing is always the living. Your mom and grandma are too biased."

Raymond nodded and repeated, "Grandpa, you should take better care of your health."

William said, "You know why I wanted you to marry Selena? She doesn't have those messy thoughts. With marriage, she'll truly be good to you. You need someone by your side." Otherwise, William wouldn't rest easy, even in death.

Raymond frowned, sensing William was giving his final instructions.

"Grandpa, I need to find someone I like," Raymond said.

"Does she like you?" William asked casually, watching Raymond fall silent.

After a long pause, Raymond finally said, "I don't even know what liking someone means. No one ever taught me, right?"

From Catherine, he learned madness; from Donovan, obsession; from the military, survival. No one ever taught him what it means to like someone.

William said nothing more, just waved his hand.

When Raymond got back to the car, Selena quietly stepped on the gas.

the car was tense. Raymond took out a cigarette, wanting to smoke, but

hit a red light. Selena responded and

"What do you

he had when he left the villa, with one elbow casually resting on

gentle with women,

were all things Selena wanted to say, but if she did, she'd get her

you're a good

that. Selena seemed compliant, but she was really

What's so good

"Rich, good-looking," Selena replied.

were the obvious perks,

couldn't think of anything else, so

hotel, she

her in. "Why rush home?

and watched him press the

bed for me. Later, you have to work overtime with me. Do you think a secretary's job

took off his suit and

will pick up the clothes later. Make sure to hand them

nodded, watching him head into

bit, he handed out

hands were still wet, and steam billowed

was about to take them when he asked, "Can sandalwood

so she quickly checked

"Mr. Montague, it can't."

handed out

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