Reclaiming Her Heart

Chapter 1271 The True Depth of Her Misery Here

He replaced a guard who barely registered in the household-just another face handling odd jobs around the estate.

Despite his low profile, the original guard was skilled enough to be selected for this position.

Raymond collected the prepared meal tray from the kitchen and approached the guarded door with measured steps.

"Get in there already," one guard barked, opening the door. "What are you waiting for?"

The room was dark, illuminated only by the hallway light spilling in. Through the shadows, he could make out a woman's silhouette by the window.

Raymond's grip tightened around the tray, rage building inside him-enough to want to tear the entire mansion down brick by brick.

"Hold on," one guard called, studying his retreating figure with suspicion. "Did you get taller or something?"

Raymond remained silent. The second guard rolled his eyes. "You're seeing things. That's what happens when you pull all-nighters."

Ignoring them both, Raymond entered and closed the door behind him, plunging the room into complete darkness.

by the window. He approached quietly, placing the tray on the table

closer, her brow furrowed. Something about his presence felt achingly familiar-Raymond's

leave immediately, and Selena waited for the sound of his departure. When silence persisted, confusion crossed

ask why he remained, but her voice failed her. She could only tap

her head in confusion, looking around-first behind her, then to her left- searching for him despite standing just five feet

the Smith family had infiltrated her prison, perhaps

the wall, trying to locate the mysterious presence in her

as the devastating truth confirmed itself before his

wall to the door, carefully locked it, then continued her blind search toward the

remained perfectly still, wondering why she made no sound

minutes passed before Selena nearly collided with a lamp-one chained to

left her dizzy. She rubbed her forehead, her face draining

voice with deliberate hoarseness, he asked, "Ms. Fair, are

voice successfully concealed his identity. Selena simply

I mean no harm. I'll leave once