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Reclaiming Her Heart

Chapter 493
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Chapter 493 If It's Money You Like, I Can Give It to You Raymond drew her into a firm embrace. "Does Caterlington's company truly bring you such joy? Is he not lavish in his treatment of his companions? Why then, have you not secured a villa from him? You appear even more gaunt than before." His hand audaciously tightened around her waist.

In response, Selena's fingers trembled with fury, yet she refrained from retaliating. She inhaled deeply, reaching for her jacket with the intention of departing without uttering a word.

Raymond, however, was not prepared to release her, encircling her from behind with his arms.

"If it's money you desire, I can provide it." His declaration ignited an explosive reaction.

Selena's expression froze over, and she forcefully pushed him away.

Retreating a step, Raymond's frustration was now evident.

He had enjoyed the previous night and was prepared to treat her with kindness.

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Did she truly believe herself to be sprecious rarity? His face turned icy. "Do not scorn the hand that feeds you." Too incensed to speak, Selina managed a bitter laugh. "Indeed, I am the one at fault here, Mr. Montague. I'm exhausted. May I take my leave now?" Her laughter was tinged with a resignation so profound that merely looking at his face stirred turmoil within her. During Raymond's relationship with Olivia, he dictated the terms, and his idea of treating her well was to have someone purchase items for her.

To him, money was nothing more than trivial paper.

He had finally procured something he believed she would adore during his overseas trip, only to be met with such an unforeseen, disdainful response. A sense of defeat surged within him.

He strode past her, exiting the bedroom first.

As he brushed past her, he delivered a biting remark.

"The gift was intended for Olivia. You are merely a contingency." In that moment, a deluge of tears threatened to spill from Selena's eyes, but she resisted the urge, disregarded him, and proceeded towards the foyer.

As he watched her approach the door, an uneasy knot formed in Raymond's stomach.

He hurled another barb.

"Have you taken your contraceptive?" Selena's body stiffened, her fingertips trembling on the doorknob, her voice trapped behind a wall of shock.

Despite her composure, a vulgar word flashed across her mind, bastard.

Her lips trembled uncontrollably.

Misinterpreting her silence as intimidation, Raymond slouched back into his chair, remarking casually, "Ensure you take it. I have no desire for unexpected children." "Cough, cough, cough." Her restraint was overtaken by anger, triggering a coughing fit that tasted metallic.

At the sound of her cough, his body jerked, and he rose instinctively, striding towards her.

"Are you well? Have you caught a cold?" Before he could finish, she retorted without turning, "I'll remember. There's no need for concern, Mr. Montague. I never intended to bring your child into this world." "Slam!" The door shut abruptly, narrowly missing Raymond's fingers.

He withdrew them, his brow furrowed. Was she upset? She had declined the gift, so what reason did she have to be angry? Selena clung to the elevator handrail, fearing her legs might buckle.

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She caught her reflection in the mirror, her neck bearing the evidence of the previous night's passion. Her eyelashes fluttered down as she subconsciously adjusted her neckline.

Exiting the hotel lobby, her shaky legs failed her, causing her to stumble and fall.

Sometimes it was the smallest things that broke the camel's back.

She hadn't wept when Raymond mistreated her the previous night, nor when he insulted her.

But now, as she hit the ground with a bruised knee, tears flowed freely.

Her shoulders shook as she looked up to see a pair of shoes before her.

It was Grace.

Grace, impeccably dressed, had Yet the arrived to inspect the hotel one of the Montague family's properties.

Her gaze fell upon Selena's neck, marred by sprawling bruises, causing her brow, to furrow and a flicker of disdain to cross her face. What was Selena up to now? It hadn't been long, and here she was, possibly involved with someone new? A married woman, yet so reckless-astonishing.