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.

instantly felt

Raymond and had heard his name several times from

been engaged,

Montague," she called

hand was on the steering wheel. Hearing the

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

"Ms. Fair?"

Mr. Montague. She is

choice but to seek

frowned, a look of disgust flashing in his eyes. Why did people always bring up Selena in front

touch like this before, and today is a critical time

Ann could finish, Raymond had already stepped

afraid of embarrassment; she

Fair that you two had a good relationship. If something really happened to her, wouldn't you be

face turned stormy. A good relationship? He and Selena never had

Raymond

scared of

shouldn't have gone out

throat, curled up in the pitch-black room. Sometimes a cold snake slithered around her ankle, and sometimes

on the brink of losing it, curling up and desperately

how much time had passed; she even

freezing and starving, and fear quickly took

her head against the wall,

heard the noise and checked the time. It had been several hours, and Selena was indeed

up, and the sound of

had been going on

her eyes were open or closed made no