Reclaiming Her Heart

Chapter 829 She Won't Talk to Him

Back in the day, he was too chicken to face his feelings for her and too lazy to dig deeper, which led to a bunch of screw-ups.

Lately, Jacob's drama just added more fuel to the fire, so no wonder she's giving him the cold shoulder now.

Selena stiffened and shoved his hand away, worried the ink from her pen might spill all over the paper, so she didn't dare to use too much force.

She was working on a delicate piece, and even a tiny mistake could mess up the whole painting.

"Raymond, if you're bored, go downstairs. Don't bug me," Selena said.

Raymond went quiet, just holding her waist without saying a word.

Selena talked to him, but he didn't listen, so she decided to ignore him and kept working on her painting.

Someone knocked on the door outside; probably a servant bringing water.

Selena quickly pushed him away, but he clung to her again.

She had noticed before that Raymond had a bit of a childish streak-stubborn, with a temper that flipped like a switch, and cold and indifferent to outsiders. "Let go." Selena spoke up.

Raymond reluctantly let her go and walked back to a chair.

Selena called out, "Come in."

As expected, it was a servant carrying two cups of tea. "Mr. Raymond Montague, Ms. Fair, you've worked hard. Mr. William Montague asked me to bring these in." The servant placed the two cups of tea on the table, bowed, and then left.

Selena cleaned her pen and was about to switch to a slightly bigger one when she saw Raymond coming over again.

me help

pen first and started washing it with

much, so she switched to another

shadow fell over her. Turns out he had taken another pen and

he was seriously painting, his

had stared blankly at this

gifted among all

her gaze, her hand

her pen, feeling a bit of

was

to massage her shoulders, a beautiful hand reached over and gently kneaded

then she realized it was Raymond's hand and quickly snapped out

said. As soon as she finished speaking, his other hand landed on her

sensation was so comfortable it made her

nearby chair, his intense gaze locked on her. Selena's breathing was all over the place, and she tried to push his hand away. But then he pressed a certain spot on

"Raymond!" Raymond finally

still panting, her cheeks

was indeed nice, but he was clearly pushing his

voice came from outside, "Raymond, Selena, is the painting done? It's time

quickly stood up

door and opened it. "The painting is done, Grandpa.

"No need, let's go downstairs and look at

and the garden

age, William enjoyed life

"Okay, let's

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