Reclaiming Her Heart

Chapter 787 I'm Remarrying Her

He whipped out his phone, hesitated for a sec, and then decided to hit up William.

But guess what? William ghosted him.

Raymond took a deep breath, stayed quiet for like half a minute, then turned to John and said, "Call the Montague crib and let 'em know I'll be there for dinner tonight." John got on it right away.

By 7 PM, Raymond rolled up to the Montague mansion, right on time.

William was chilling on the couch, playing chess solo. The board was pretty packed, showing the game was almost done.

Seeing William about to move a piece back, Raymond couldn't help but say, "Once you move, you can't take it back."

William looked up at him. "Yeah, once you move, you can't take it back. So, why are you here tonight?"

William saw right through Raymond's game.

Raymond figured Selena listened to William, so he came to ask for a favor.

Raymond dropped his gaze and placed the gift he brought on the coffee table. "Grandpa, this is that painting you've always wanted. I snagged it at a high price from overseas." William raised an eyebrow and checked it out.

This painting had been locked away by some foreign collector who wouldn't sell it. Raymond must've jumped through hoops to get it.

It also showed he had some serious cash stashed abroad, and even William didn't know how much.

Satisfied, William put the painting down but didn't mention Selena. Instead, he happily asked the butler to bring out the grub.

to come back and hang with

really there, he chose

day, to get the two together, he even came back early from abroad. And what

ball, dodged Selena like a pro, and even made

back then, and now Raymond had a change of

Too little, too late.

the good grandson and

bad, you do know how

was about to sip the soup, Raymond finally got to

you in the hospital for a while, right? Grandpa,

show him the

Raymond couldn't stand her and shut it

had seen the pics then, he wouldn't have just now realized

regretted it big

said, all excited, and

photo landed in

her early college days, rocking a high ponytail, looking all young and

at the camera, just wearing a simple white shirt

then and felt

me to the hospital, she took care of me and even asked her teacher for leave right in front of me. I thought then, how

tight but

turned to the

about why he needed scissors,

the photo, snipping his own grandpa

and