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.

and he

from him, he scooped a spoonful of porridge

hesitate and leaned in to eat

Raymond pulled back, taking the

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

not, he could

want me to

for

asked, "Penny,

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

she looked up, she saw a hint of

why did it feel like she was sending

here,"

and walked over. He suddenly wrapped his arms around her waist and looked up. "The dead

How did he ever think Selena

Raymond didn't like

didn't know what

don't want it, then

would prepare

"Really?" Raymond asked.

"Yes," Selena said.

he didn't

but

he

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