Reclaiming Her Heart
Chapter 822 Raymond's Initial Anticipation

Selena was so freaked out about Max that she totally spaced on Raymond's dog hair allergy.

Her eyes were glued to Max, like she couldn't look away even for a sec.

Honestly, if she had just glanced at Raymond, she would've seen something was off.

But nope, her gaze was locked on Max the whole time.

Raymond went from being all hopeful to sulking hard.

She didn't notice, so he kept his mouth shut.

By the time they rolled up to the animal hospital, he felt like he was gonna pass out, but he still managed to carry Max out of the car like a champ.

The doc took Max for some emergency treatment.

A staff member finally noticed Raymond; his breathing was all messed up, and he had a nasty rash on his neck.

"Sir, are you allergic to animal hair?" the staff asked.

Raymond's vision started to blur.

Only then did Selena remember his dog hair allergy!

She quickly looked at John standing by the door. "Mr. Walker, you gotta take him to the hospital ASAP. He's allergic to dog hair, and if we wait any longer, it could get serious." John wanted to ask, "What about you? Aren't you coming?" But seeing Selena's state, it was clear she wasn't planning to go.

He glanced at Raymond again.

Raymond was snapped out of it by Selena's words. Standing there, he felt nothing but a burning sensation all over his rash-covered body.

He wasn't even mad, just numb to her attitude.

"Selena, just you wait," Raymond spat out coldly and turned around, almost falling from dizziness.

John quickly stepped up to support him, but Raymond pushed him away.

He took a deep breath; when she spoke, his heart felt like it was gonna jump out, hoping she'd say something caring about him.

But after hearing her, his heart, which had been pounding, seemed to wander aimlessly, replaceing no outlet, and just sank into a corner, hidden away.

He forced himself to walk to the car, and only when he was sure Selena couldn't see him did he collapse.

"Mr. Montague!" John was startled and immediately helped him into the car.

Selena never followed, instead replaceing a seat in the animal hospital and constantly asking the staff beside her, "Is Max gonna be okay? Was he poisoned?" She was so worried her lips were trembling slightly.

"The attending doctor is still examining him, Ms. Fair. Please don't worry," the staff replied.

How could Selena not worry? Her hands were twisted together, and she waited there for three hours, her mind blank the entire time.

Meanwhile, Raymond was also sent to the emergency room, with the rash spreading all over his body.

John didn't dare to alarm anyone, just anxiously pacing the hallway.

Two hours later, the emergency room door finally opened without incident.

Raymond was wheeled into a VIP ward.

Allergies can hit fast and leave fast; in severe cases, they can even mess with your breathing.

At this moment, his face was pale. Seeing that Selena was indeed not there, he felt like he had fallen into an ice cellar, cold from his heart to his toes. "John, I'm not staying in the hospital," said Raymond. He got out of bed and grabbed the suit jacket beside him.

"But the doctor said..." Before John could finish, Raymond was already forcing himself towards the door.

He had no choice but to quickly step forward to support him.

By the time they got back to Manston Manor, it was already 3 a.m.

Raymond lay on the bed, still feeling hot all over.

Selena's scent kept invading his nostrils, and he finally got up, throwing the pillow beside him to the floor in a fit of rage.

Ten minutes later, he slowly got out of bed, picked up the pillow, casually dusted it off, and put it back on the bed.

He couldn't sleep, so he took out his phone to see if Selena had gone back.

To his surprise, Selena had indeed posted an update: [Thanks to everyone's help, Max is safe and sound.]

The accompanying picture was of Max sitting in the car, looking like he had been saved.

A dog's life was more important than his, her ex-husband's.

She hadn't checked on him once the entire time, showing such coldness.