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

had heard

Raymond had been engaged, although

Montague," she called out

was on the steering wheel. Hearing the voice, he turned to look at

"I've called Ms. Fair several times today, but no one answered. I'm worried something

"Ms. Fair?"

Montague. She

other choice

in his eyes. Why did people always bring up

out of touch like this before, and today is a critical time for us. Mr. Montague,

Raymond had already stepped

afraid of embarrassment; she was genuinely

to the car window awkwardly. "I heard from Ms. Fair that you two had a good relationship. If something really happened to

face turned stormy. A good relationship? He and

go," Raymond

of him, reluctantly let

cursing his luck. He shouldn't have

cold snake slithered around her ankle, and sometimes a centipede

was on the brink of losing it, curling up and desperately trying not to

clue how much time had passed;

freezing and starving, and fear

began banging her head against

and checked the time. It had been several hours, and Selena was indeed starting to break

ten in the morning, the weather outside cleared up, and the sound of her

going on

couldn't feel the pain. Whether her eyes were open or