Reclaiming Her Heart
Chapter 885 How to Win Her Heart

His stare was like a dagger, sharp and deadly.

Selena clutched the bedsheet, her nerves on edge, and gulped.

Raymond saw her clamming up and felt a pang of jealousy, like a knife twisting in his chest.

Right then, John knocked on the door. "Mr. Montague, lunch is here."

Raymond had set it up so she could eat as soon as she woke up.

He looked down, pushed his feelings aside, and took the lunchbox from John.

Sensing the tension, John made a quick exit.

Once the door shut, Raymond went back to the bed and laid out some fancy dishes.

He stirred the oatmeal to check the temp, then held a spoonful up to her. "Eat this first."

Even if he wanted to strangle her, he had to make sure she was fed.

Selena was exhausted. She hadn't planned on talking in her sleep and had no clue how to explain it.

But then she thought, 'Why even bother? He can mess around with other women, so why can't I say another guy's name in my sleep? He can't have it both ways. Besides, what are we anyway? He should be worrying about Brenda.' With that, she opened her mouth, guilt-free.

Raymond sucked at taking care of people and kept spilling food while feeding her.

He was clumsy even when blowing on the oatmeal to cool it down.

He managed to get through half a bowl, spoon by spoon.

Selena eyed the fancy dishes and frowned. "Can I try some of those?"

Raymond realized he'd only been feeding her oatmeal.

Feeling a bit awkward, he covered it up with anger. "You've got a lot of demands."

But he still picked up some dishes and fed them to her.

Selena ate, finally feeling a bit full.

Raymond got up to clean but dropped a bowl, sending pieces everywhere.

He grabbed a broom to clean up but stood up too fast, knocking more bowls off the cabinet.

"What are you laughing at?" His face soured, and Selena's laugh made him feel even worse.

"Nothing." Selena found it hilarious but figured it made sense. Raymond probably never did chores growing up.

Raymond eventually threw in the towel and called a nurse to clean up the mess.

He plopped down by the bed, waiting until it was just the two of them, and asked, all jealous-like, "Grandpa said you had a crush in college. That true?" "No." Selena knew he'd dig until he hit gold.

Raymond pushed, "Then who were you mumbling about just now?"

Selena's sleep-talking was barely a whisper, and Raymond didn't catch it all.

It sounded like a name.

Selena said, "The old owner of Max. I dreamed about Max. I dreamed he was asking why Max was missing, and I was explaining that Max is fine now." Max was still at Manston Manor, and Selena had planned to bring him back that night but left him there for some reason.

So this excuse was perfect; she was just too worried about Max, which is why she dreamed of his old owner.

Raymond let out a sigh of relief, the jealousy easing up. Thinking of Max still running wild at Manston Manor, he felt a bit guilty.

He knew Selena loved Max, yet he had taken Max to Manston Manor on purpose, making her worry even in her dreams.

Raymond said, "Max is at Manston Manor. No need to stress. Maybe he likes me too much and ran there. I'll have John bring him back soon."

He didn't mention that he had taken Max on purpose.

The security guards hadn't told Raymond about Selena looking for Max that night.

Raymond had told them he didn't want to hear any news about her and she wasn't allowed into Manston Manor.

So if the guards had let Selena in to replace Max, they'd be out of a job.

That day, Raymond woke up to replace another woman beside him. He felt like he'd had a wild night, and the marks on Brenda's body seemed real. Plus, he had called Alex, so he didn't doubt it. "Selena, you did tell Grandpa you had someone you really liked before. Who was it?" Raymond was dying to know what kind of guy she was into.

They'd hooked up so many times, and he thought he knew all her sweet spots, always making her lose it.

But she still wasn't moved.

That night when he got home, it was her first time. So what did that guy do to make her remember him so fondly?

He must've been something else; Raymond even wanted to ask him how to win her heart.