Reclaiming Her Heart

Chapter 747 Here I Come

"How she deals with her feelings ain't my problem anymore," Raymond shot back.

He snapped his laptop shut and checked the time; it was already bedtime.

But tonight, something felt off. He took a shower and hit the sack, but sleep just wouldn't come.

He grabbed a book, but couldn't focus on a single word.

By one in the morning, he got dressed and headed out.

This time, he drove himself to the Rose Garden.

A few lights were still on in the Rose Garden. He cracked the car window and lit up a cigarette, puffing away absentmindedly. Halfway through, he pulled out his phone and called Selena.

No answer.

He leaned back, staring blankly ahead, wondering why the hell he drove here in the middle of the night.

Raymond chuckled to himself, feeling like an idiot, and started driving back.

On the way, he passed the Fair family's company, but he paid so little attention to them that he didn't even realize it was their building.

A woman was on the phone at the company entrance, looking super stressed.

The woman on the phone was Ann. She'd been trying to reach Selena all day. S.M Corporation's series had passed the review, and the viewership on its first day had broken records. She should've been sharing this good news with Selena. But since the afternoon, she'd called Selena more than ten times, and no one picked up.

Just a few hours ago, Selena had been anxiously waiting for the results with her.

Ann stood by the roadside trying to hail a cab, and then she spotted a luxury car parked nearby, with Raymond's profile visible through the open window.

felt a bit

had heard his name several

had been engaged, although they

Montague," she called

the steering wheel. Hearing the

Fair several times today, but no one answered. I'm worried something might've happened to

"Ms. Fair?"

Selena Fair, Mr. Montague. She

no other choice but to

a look of disgust flashing in his eyes. Why

before, and today

finish, Raymond had already stepped on the

embarrassment; she

clinging to the car window awkwardly. "I heard from Ms. Fair that you two had a good

turned stormy. A good relationship? He

go," Raymond said

of

his luck. He shouldn't have gone out in the middle

a parched throat, curled up in the pitch-black room. Sometimes a cold snake slithered

it, curling up and desperately trying not to

much time had passed; she even started

freezing and starving, and

began banging her head against the wall, making a loud

It had been several hours, and Selena

weather outside cleared up, and the sound of her banging against the wall inside

been going on for

feel the pain. Whether her eyes were open or closed made