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.

red, and he stared at Selena

a spoonful of porridge and brought it to her

hesitate and leaned in to

back, taking the spoon

he was messing with her. "Are you going to eat or

he

you want me to

it for

slowly stirred the porridge and asked, "Penny, what do you

I want you

up, she saw a hint of hurt in his

feel like

here," he

stood and walked over. He suddenly wrapped his arms around her waist and looked

quiet, Raymond felt deflated. How did he ever think Selena

if Raymond didn't like

know what he

Montague, if you don't want it, then

went to the office, John would prepare

"Really?" Raymond asked.

"Yes," Selena said.

didn't have

sighed in relief, but then his face

did he think

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