Chapter 508 So You Just Like to SeeLike This Selena, previously consumed by terror, had now regained her composure, albeit with a voice still raw from fear.
"Are you satisfied, Mr. Montague?" she asked, her question igniting the simmering fury within Raymond. Clutching a tube of ointment, he glanced up, a puzzled expression on his face. "What do you mean?" "Do you derive pleasure from seeingin this state, Mr. Montague?" she retorted, her voice steady and laced with sarcasm. She offered a mocking smile, adding, "As you wish." She lay there, curled up protectively, the delicate arches of her feet tensed, her entire demeanor radiating guardedness.
Raymond, towering over her, took in her defensive posture. His gaze fell upon a red mark on her neck, possibly a burn. He considered lashing out at her, but seeing her in such a state, his anger seemed to lodge itself in his throat. "Take your medicine and leave," he commanded, tossing the ointment aside.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSelena rose silently, retrieved the medicine from the bed, and exited without uttering a word.
As she moved, Raymond's body tensed. He watched her pull on her pants and straighten her jacket, every movement sending a jolt through his body, as if his very moisture was on the brink of evaporation.
Suddenly, he reached out, pulling her back towards him with a fierce grip, intending to apply the medicated cream.
Misinterpreting his intentions, Selena assumed he wished to restheir previous intimate encounter, despite her injury. Unable to bear it, she struck him with a forceful slap.
The strength behind her palm sent his head reeling to the side, a trickle of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth, the sound reverberating through the room.
The buzzing sensation in his head was foreign; he had never been struck before, especially not by a woman. He fell silent, wiping the blood from his lip. His fingertip was stained red, blood still trickling from his mouth. His eyes flashed dangerously, his demeanor as fierce as a caged beast.
Yet, as he reached out to grab her, he noticed her body flinch, her eyes resigned to her fate. Still, he detected a flicker of well-concealed panic, a fear she tried to mask.
Realizing she was afraid of him, his fingers, which had been gripping the back of her collar, began to tremble involuntarily.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWith any other woman, he would have already cast her out for his subordinates to deal with. But at that moment, catching a glimpse of the profound emotions hidden in her eyes, he felt a pang not on his cheek, but deep within his heart. This inexplicable sensation was akin to a blunt knife sawing fruitlessly at flesh. The swelling on his cheek was evident, the taste of blood lingering in his mouth. He released her.
With an air of authority, he spat out a menacing threat.
"You're really asking for it." Having uttered those words, he grabbed his jacket and stormed out, slamming the door behind him with a resounding echo.
Selena had expected him to continue tormenting her after his declaration. However, the sound of the front door closing signaled his departure. Just like that? She furrowed her brow, but she didn't have the luxury to ponder his actions at that moment. She reached for the ointment and began treating her wounds. After tending to her injuries, she swallowed a few pills dryly. She had intended to leave immediately, given that she was in Raymond's bed.
Now, Raymond, in her eyes, was no different from a ruthless reaper.
But fatigue overwhelmed her, and as she lay down on the bed, she succumbed to sleep.
When Raymond had left, he was still clad in his pajamas, having only grabbed a coat for himself.
Upon reaching the living room, his anger was still simmering. He sank into the couch and lit a cigarette. The tightness in his chest was unbearable.