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 without

from him, he scooped a spoonful of porridge and brought it

hesitate and leaned

pulled back, taking

her. "Are

not, he

want me to

for

asked, "Penny, what do

a headache. "Mr. Montague, I want you to eat this porridge and then

up, she saw a

did it feel

come here," he said

He suddenly wrapped his arms around her waist and looked up. "The dead can't come back.

How did he

Raymond didn't like

know what

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

the office, John would prepare breakfast, making her effort seem

"Really?" Raymond asked.

"Yes," Selena said.

he didn't have

but

did he

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