Reclaiming Her Heart

Chapter 842

Chapter 842 He Was Like a Cloud in the Sky

For a sec, she thought she was totally trippin'.

The dude's hand grabbed hers for a hot minute before he pulled back all gentleman-like.

Selena wanted to spin around, but her body was like, "Nah, not today."

She tried to say something, but it felt like her throat was in a chokehold.

Her brain was a total mess.

Footsteps faded away, then came back, and someone plopped a warm corn tortilla in her hand.

The heat snapped her back to reality. She turned, but no one was there.

If it wasn't for the spaghetti scattered on the ground and the warm tortilla in her hand, she'd think she was hearing things.

Spaghetti and corn tortillas were her go-to when she was cramming to finish her art projects in college.

'Cause they were easy, and the couple who ran the place used super clean ingredients.

Selena didn't eat right then; she just started looking around.

Nada.

but then

chasing it like crazy, but it always stayed out of reach, sometimes even

would vanish

joy of getting it back hit them like a tidal

and ended up back where the spaghetti had

bowl, and

strong sense of frustration gnawed

her car, she circled the area for another two hours, still

Ashbourne Manor, it was

corn tortilla was stone cold. She couldn't bring herself to eat it, and her stomach started to ache from hunger. Opening the door, she looked up to see Raymond sitting on

and when he

spouse who'd been out messing around and came home

came up," she

up, walked over, and gave

her, and she quietly squatted down to change her

icy. "Selena, you can't even look me

out a casual lie.

called your office, and

heels, but when she heard that,

relationships, and she couldn't pull off what Raymond did knowing she had a husband, he still drove to the underground garage of Rose Garden to hook up with

her, his tone softening. "Where's the stomach medicine? I'll

soon

that, she walked past

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