Reclaiming Her Heart
Chapter 17 Why Would You Anyway?

Selena was wet to the skin, her long hair almost dripping water. She had no shoes on and was standing on the floor, her ankles crumpled tight. Her toes were chubby and fair with neatly trimmed nails. As she was so nervous, she curled up her toes subconsciously.

Raymond glanced at her meaningfully, closed his laptop, and sneered, "Honey? You don't even bother to hide your agenda anymore?" Noticing his gaze, Selena lowered her head to look at herself only to replace that even the outline of her underwear was clearly visible under the light. Her face was pale at first, and now it instantly turned utterly red. Embarrassed, she fled back into the bathroom.

Raymond figured that she was playing hard-to-get, and he wasn't at all interested in playing along. He took the laptop and files aside, stood up, and was about to leave. Just then, the photos inside the files floated out and fell to the floor slowly.

Before he bent down, the bathroom door was pushed open.

There were no spare clothes for her at his place. Selena wrapped herself in a bath towel and tied up her wet hair high, her entire face revealing. Her tone and movements were much more disciplined than before. "Mr. Montague, I'm sorry for what happened."

She lowered her head and took out the card she had prepared. "I'll get you a new room and pay for all your spiritual loss."

Raymond thought, 'I saved her from Joseph, but she wasn't grateful at all.

'I'm not at all interested in her, the woman who has offended me greatly.

'I'm being generous enough not to snap.'

"Spiritual loss?"

He repeated, wanting to make sure he heard her right.

Selena clutched the towel with one hand, slowly straining her hand due to nervousness, causing the towel to crumple. Perhaps the drug had yet worn off.

She had things ready to say, yet her mind went blank when she looked up at Raymond and met his eyes.

She forcefully kissed him, refusing to let go. Memories kept flooding back to her, making her shy.

Gladly, she presumed that Raymond hadn't known about her identity yet given his reaction.

"You think I'm short of money? Or you're saying this on purpose to get my attention?"

Raymond sized her up.

"What makes you think I'm interested in you?"

During the day at the golf course, she had the guts to tell Joseph that she was his wife. Yet now, she acted like she wanted nothing to do with him. In his mind, she was a terrible actress. He wanted to leave.

Bending over, he picked up all the photos on the floor one by one. Then he saw the last one next to Selena's feet.

She stepped back and picked it up for him.

Right when she was about to hand it over, she saw the photo and was stunned.

It was the villa she designed.

Surprised, she held the photo for a long time, not giving it back to Raymond.

He frowned when he saw her clutching the phone in a daze.

Noticing that he was displeased, she snapped back to her senses and gave him the photo back. "Mr. Montague, I get it that you aren't interested in me. Why would you anyway? But tonight's incident is indeed my fault. If possible, I'd like to compensate you the way you want."

She had never expected to have anything to do with him, so she wasn't upset about his harsh words. She was simply embarrassed.

She eased up and calmed down a bit.

Raymond thought, 'The way I want?

'Yeah. I know exactly what's going on in your mind.'

He glanced at her coldly and took the photo expressionlessly.

As he walked out, she said, "Mr. Ashford gave you these?"

Raymond was surprised that she still went all out to keep him around at this point.

He couldn't help but sneer, "Don't tell me he's your friend and wants to recommend you."