Reclaiming Her Heart

Chapter 1349 Be Polite to Her

Paul's location was far removed from Silver Bay City's center, nearly at the edge of a neighboring municipality.

The boat had docked specifically for their visit to see him.

Raymond nodded, disembarked promptly, and stepped into the waiting car.

Upon reaching the villa, he entered alone.

Walter had reluctantly handed him the key card-or rather, Raymond had practically wrenched it from his grip.

Walter gave him a cold, dark glare, likely having contemplated violence several times. Raymond ignored him and proceeded directly into the main hall.

Finding the lobby empty, he headed upstairs, assuming Paul was convalescing.

But as soon as he reached the corridor, he heard a woman's voice, saying, "Please, Paul, I'm exhausted."

"Just a little longer."

Ann's forehead glistened with sweat as his kisses left her breathless, feeling as though she might drown.

wasn't as fine as his usual attire, but he wore it with

around his waist, her strength nearly gone, supported only

stood open-after all, they believed themselves to be

I really can't

"Eti warntutlar tuvunce?""

in divorce proceedings, and whenever she denied their

two cigarettes. When he first overheard them, he felt relief that Paul's injuries must be healing well. This was quickly followed by mockery-he hadn't expected Paul to be like this with women-and then confusion, as the

childhood incident, Paul had always found kissing women repulsive, even finding women distasteful in general. Even when intimate, he typically sought quick

women-he found them fundamentally repugnant-and would certainly never engage in the passionate exchange Raymond had

a flushed Ann emerged

backward in shock,

chest, and he instinctively wrapped his arms around

asked softly, "What's

fingers, Ann realized

had

exploded with color as she covered it, attempting to flee back

firmly, holding

"Ex-boyfriend?" he asked suspiciously.

version of this book for free.