GoodNovelChapter 415 She Could Endure Anything Selena didn't refuse Raymond's kiss, for a simple reason-more intimate things had happened between them several times. If she were to stubbornly guard her lips now, it would seem rather pretentious. She had agreed to ten dates herself; only after they were finished, would she have the right to refuse Raymond.
Perhaps it was because she had often heard Shelley's opinions. Dating someone as perfect as Raymond, as long as he didn't go crazy in bed, kissing him didn't seem like a loss at all.
Raymond's face could easily inspire such thoughts, especially when kissing. Opening her eyes and seeing his face gave her a dreamlike feeling.It felt like kissing a deity. The thrill and flattery were beyond words.
As an artist, Selena often wanted to capture his image, every detail so exquisitely crafted.
She sat in Lucas's car, rubbing her temples.
She heard Lucas's phone ringing, his tone instantly anxious, as he abruptly turned the car.
"Don't move; I'll take you to the hospital right away!" Lucas, frantic, kept running red lights and momentarily forgot Selena's presence, but she did not stop him.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIt wasn't until the car stopped at his house that Lucas seemed to remember her.
"I'm sorry, Selena, my sister had an accident... I apologize..." He hurried into the house after dropping those words.
Selena got out of the car, hesitated at the door for a moment, then entered the narrow space.
Soon after, she saw Lucas carrying a little girl covered in blood; one of the girl's legs had withered long ago, needing either a wheelchair or crutches. There was blood continuously flowing from her head, her clothes stained red.
Lucas was panicked, and Selena quickly took the driver's seat.
"You're not fit to drive in this state; letdo it." "Thank you so much." Lucas's voice broke with a sob, clutching the little girl tightly.
Selena took a deep breath, pressed the accelerator to the floor, and reached the hospital in less than twenty minutes, the cabin filled with the smell of blood. The hospital arranged emergency surgery and stitching immediately.
While waiting outside, Selena pondered what she saw when she first entered Lucas's house. Next to the little girl's backpack, there was a very expensive pen.
The reason she remembered that pen was that Shelley had given her one just like it, claiming it was purchased abroad. The nib was made of white gold, with diamonds set into the cap, and was valued at around 150,000 dollars. Only twenty of these pens were made available worldwide; Shelley had given one to her and, she assumed, another to Philip.
When Selena received the gift, she had joked, "I can't imagine the luxury of you rich." But the pen meant for Philip appeared next to a little girl's backpack, casually placed, much like Shelley's sentiments.
Selena frowned with doubt but dared not confirm if she might have seen it wrong.
"Selena, thank you for tonight, you can go back." Lucas seemed to have regained scomposure, sincerely thanking her.
There really was no need for Selena to stay, so after saying a few words, she left.
When she returned to Rose Garden, she sent a text message to Shelley.
"Are you and Philip still okay?" She didn't receive a reply from Shelley after coming out from the shower. Selena felt anxious; perhaps something had really happened to them. But soon, Shelley replied.
Instead of typing, she sent a voice message that sounded a bit hoarse. "Selena, we are good and sexually compatible." Selena's mouth twitched, and she tossed her phone aside.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmMaybe it was a misunderstanding.
Meanwhile, Shelley brushed her sweat-dampened hair, and at this moment, Philip emerged from the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist.
The small house Philip rented was no more than 500 square feet, but it was tidy and neat.
"Shelley." He called out, took the hairdryer, and started to dry her hair.
Shelley was pampered from a young ber lived in age; she had never lived in such a cramped space before, but she could endure anything for Philip. Philip was helping her to dry her hair, looking at the faint marks on her neck, he sighed.
"Philip, what's wrong? You seem troubled these past few days." Philip glanced at her, his lips tightened, his eyes filled with complexity.
Shelley couldn't see his expression as her back was turned to him.
"My cousin has a tumor in her brain, she's been in the hospital getting treated, the doctor says that brain surgery is very risky I want to book e ap appointment with a specialist, but the entire procedure will cost up to two million, and even if I raise the money, it's hard to find a specialist. I'm very close to my cousin, and because of this issue, I haven't been able to sleep recently."
He gently twirled a strand of Shelley's hair, bringing it close to his nose for a e arini playful sniff. "Shelley, you smell so good." Shelley smiled a little. Just getting an appointment with a specialist was quite simple for her.
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