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

from him, he scooped a spoonful of porridge and brought

leaned in to

back,

messing with her.

he could

want me to eat?"

for

porridge and asked, "Penny, what do you

feeling a headache. "Mr. Montague, I

she saw a hint of

feel like she

here,"

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

her quiet, Raymond felt deflated. How did he ever

Raymond

didn't know what

Montague, if you don't want it,

went to the office, John would prepare

"Really?" Raymond asked.

"Yes," Selena said.

didn't have

relief, but then his face

did he

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