Chapter 1089 Mine or Raymond's?

Selena had fallen into a deep sleep last night and woke up to find it was already noon.

She looked up at the sky above her; the sun was shining brightly.

'William's funeral should be over by now, right? How is Raymond doing? Did he really hide somewhere like Mario said?' Selena thought.

She felt a lump in her throat; she should be by his side at this moment.

The door to the room was abruptly pushed open, and Christopher's alter ego walked in. Seeing her red eyes, he found it amusing. "Are you worried about Raymond?" Selena's expression instantly darkened. She was unwilling to reveal her emotions in front of Mario.

Christopher's alter ego noticed this too, and his expression turned harsh.

"Don't want to talk to me? Too bad, you'll have to stay by my side for the foreseeable future," he said.

He irritably tossed a sandwich onto the table, his tone cold. "Eat it, then we need to leave."

Selena didn't say anything; her eating habits had been irregular these past few days.

Mario seemed to be deliberately tormenting her, sometimes bringing her food, sometimes letting her go hungry, as if trying to break her spirit.

Selena lowered her head and finished the sandwich. She then felt a sharp pain in her stomach and ran to the bathroom to throw up.

Christopher's alter ego stood outside, watching her suffer, arms crossed.

Whose is it, mine or Raymond's?" he

Selena feel even more nauseous. After vomiting, she rinsed her mouth and held her

had a stomach

use protection. I wonder if you took any morning-after pills afterward," he

panic at the time, her only thought was to keep it a secret from Raymond,

had her

It didn't seem so.

stomach, feeling utterly

with her. He grabbed her wrist firmly. "Enough. The private jet leaves tonight. You're

pulled her, nearly

complete opposite of Christopher; he didn't care about others' feelings

tried to keep walking,

he saw

her and called out,

face was pale,

ego checked

her

he would have been caught by Raymond long ago. He placed Selena on the couch

prescribe some medication. She needs to rest at home, or it will get worse. Her diet

frowned, thinking about how he

issue? Why didn't

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