Chapter 689 It Was Just His Wishful Thinking

He was so mad his fingers were shaking, wishing he could storm out and handle her like he did those guys in the elevator last night. But he knew he couldn't.

Did he really not like Penny before?

Hard to believe.

Half an hour later, Selena called, "Mr. Montague, come have some porridge."

To Raymond, her words felt like the evil queen offering a poisoned apple.

He was still in last night's white shirt; his suit and shoes were long gone.

Selena set the porridge on the table and smiled as Raymond walked in. "Have some porridge."

He probably went to that hotel for work last night and hadn't eaten.

He had stomach issues, and porridge was all they had at home.

Raymond sat down, eyeing the steaming bowl, and noticed she wasn't eating.

"Why aren't you eating?" he asked.

"I'm not hungry," Selena replied; she really wasn't.

Raymond's demeanor turned icy, staring at her with a chilling gaze.

eyes were slightly red, and he

he scooped a spoonful of porridge and

and leaned in to

pulled back, taking

messing with her. "Are you

not, he

want me

made it for

porridge and asked, "Penny,

temples, feeling a headache. "Mr. Montague, I want you

saw a hint of hurt in his

it feel like she

here,"

suddenly wrapped his arms around her waist and looked

How did he

wondered if Raymond didn't like

know what he

if you don't want it, then don't," Selena

would prepare breakfast,

"Really?" Raymond asked.

"Yes," Selena said.

didn't

in relief, but

did he think

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