Reclaiming Her Heart

Chapter 370 Mr. Montague, I am already married Caterlington didn't want to make the atmosphere too tense, so he quickly engaged in conversation with Alan, livening up the mood.

Selena got up in the middle, unable to stand the conversation between the two men any longer, feeling like she was being dragged into it.

She pretended to go to the restroom but actually went to the hallway to catch sfresh air.

Lucas was nearby in the corridor and quickly approached when he saw her coming out.

"Selena, this is a hangover remedy. Do you want a sip?" Selena didn't really drink much, but she had a glass earlier when she was in the opposite private room. To prevent her head from getting foggy, she took the hangover remedy from his hand. Lucas awkwardly rubbed the back of his head.

"I truly owe my promotion to you, and this ttoo, I don't even know how to thank you." Selena finished the hangover remedy and was about to ask him to do something for her when she noticed Raymond approaching on her peripheral vision.

Raymond made an excuse to cout, approaching with a cigarette box and a lighter in hand.

Selena quickly blinked at Lucas.

Lucas understood her signal and immediately used the sapproach he used with other women.

"Darling, where are you going after this?" he said.

Just as he said this, Raymond walked right in front of them, but he didn't stop. He went straight through, passing by them, towards the smoking area on the balcony. Lucas was extremely nervous when he said those words.

Of course, he hoped something would happen between him and Selena. If Selena liked him, he could save himself thirty years of struggle! But Selena didn't have that intention.

Selena didn't expect Lucas to have such a way with women. She even felt a chilling aura when Raymond passed between them.

Her skin, her heart, everything tingled.

The door to the smoking area closed.

Selena let out a heavy sigh of relief and gestured to Lucas that she would go in first.

Lucas nodded and didn't dare to stay here any longer.

He wondered if it was his imagination, but Mr. Montague seemed hostile towards him. Sometimes, males understand each other's thoughts better.

Raymond leaned his elbow on the railing, surrounded by smoke, his expression growing colder. His eyes, like cold stars, looked outside, and his fingertips skillfully flicked the cigarette ash. The deep gaze at the corner of his eyes gave off a chilling feeling.

This balcony was similar to the one at the estate. The scene of her sitting on his lap and calling him "husband" that night was still vivid in his mind. She pinched the cigarette butt tightly between her fingers and irritably extinguished it in the ashtray.

But now, separated by a thick glass door, she and her husband were comforting each other.

It was as if he had just taken a bite of her pastry while under the cover of darkness, like a mischievous thief. How interesting? A dangerous glint appeared in Raymond's eyes. Then, what was all her effort to get closer to him before? He hated having his emotions manipulated.

If he really wanted to eat, he would do it multiple times. Eventually, he would grow tired of it.

He lit another cigarette.

***** When the dinner was about to end, Raymond returned. Selena caught a faint scent of smoke on him. Everyone was about to get up and leave, but he walked behind, instructing John to send Olivia off first. To make a show of it, Selena also intended to go towards Lucas.

However, her phone rang at that moment. She picked it up and saw a message from Raymond. "Cback." Instinctively, Selena felt it was about PW Group matters.

Taking advantage of nobody noticing her, she entered the elevator again and returned to the private room. The room had already been tidied up, and even the table had been disinfected again. They worked fast. Selena saw Raymond sitting at his previous spot, delicately turning his phone with his fingertips.

"Mr. Montague," she called out, standing in her previous spot.

The ground remained still.

Raymond glanced at her, pocketed his phone, and approached.

After reaching her side, he lowered his body slightly and carefully examined her face.

Selena had just rushed up, with a few drops of sweat forming on her nose, her eyes filled with confusion yet N clear as she gazed at him. Her eyes had a full, curved shape, exuding a sense of delicate purity.

At this moment, the distance between the two was too close, and Selena felt overwhelmed by his presence, struggling to breathe. Her heart unexpectedly skipped a few beats. Just as she was about to ask something, her chin was raised by someone. He lowered his head, his lips confidently making their move.

Startled, Selena's pupils shrank, and she was about to push him away when his kiss transitioned to her ear. "I'll take care of Bert's matter for you." No further explanation was necessary; they were both adults.

Selena's fingertips curled slightly, she turned her head away, and her lips trembled.

"Mr. Montague, I am already married." Her mind was in disarray, and her head felt empty.

It was indeed important to resolve the PW Group matter as soon as possible, but she never expected that Raymond would desire this kind of trade. The surge of self-esteem in that instant felt like a sharp thorn piercing her heart.