Reclaiming Her Heart

Chapter 914 Hurry Up and Comfort Me

Before Paul could get up to find Selena, Alex chimed in, "How about I feed you?"

"Get lost," Raymond snapped, looking like he'd just bitten into something sour.

Alex shrugged, checked his watch, and realized he had other stuff to do. "Alright, I'll catch you tomorrow." Once Alex left, Paul stood up too. "I need to check on things. I'll get someone to come feed you."

"No need," Raymond grumbled, not wanting anyone to see him like this.

Paul just nodded and walked to the next room.

Selena could've been discharged this morning, but for some reason, she hadn't finished the paperwork.

Paul knocked on her door. "Raymond's awake. Go take care of him." He left before Selena could even react.

Selena slowly got out of bed and headed to Raymond's room.

She paused for a moment, then knocked politely.

Raymond, thinking Paul had sent a nurse, was already in a foul mood. He frowned even more and tried to pick up the spoon again. "Get lost." But then he saw Selena standing there.

Hearing his "get lost," she hesitated, wondering if she should just leave.

"Get over here, what are you standing there for?" Raymond said, letting the spoon drop back into the bowl. "I have no strength."

Selena knew she owed him, so she walked in and closed the door behind her.

His anger simmered down a bit, but he still felt annoyed. "You only come now? Why not wait until I'm dead?"

to the bedside, took the spoon, stirred the porridge, added some side dishes, and brought it to his mouth. "Mr... Raymond." She had meant to say Mr. Montague but ended up

"What's the matter,

him eat, she sighed in relief and scooped another

being taken care of and glanced at her face.

want some soup?" Selena asked, using a small spoon to blow

"I heard you haven't visited me for over

lowered her gaze and quietly stirred the soup in

furious, wanting to knock over

had no strength, so he

me some hot water; I want

put away the small table on the bed

in a VIP ward with a private bathroom and kitchen, all specially renovated

but Raymond's injuries were too severe for a soak. She had to settle for wiping him down

chair. "Sit down, I'll wipe you. Your wounds

more comfortable and stretched out his legs,

didn't argue, knowing

anger on his sleeve, practically screaming, "Hurry up

hospital gown, and

had been a bit off, he would've been

that day, her hands covered in

took a deep breath to steady her trembling fingers and

towel and began

being dirty, so he frowned when she only used

"There are too many wounds; it's not possible right

his eyes. "Figure

teeth, thinking Steve was right about him being pretentious