Reclaiming Her Heart

If Shelley were around, Selena could chat with her, but she remembered that talking to Shelley before had stirred up some jealousy. Selena rubbed her forehead, feeling a bit helpless.

Ann noticed and thought Selena had a headache. "Ms. Fair, why don't you take a break? You've been buried in documents all day, and you were exhausted last night."

Selena felt a bit awkward and instinctively glanced at her neck. Even though it was covered, the marks were still faintly visible, and wearing a high collar in the middle of summer was out of the question. She quickly adjusted her collar.

Ann sighed, "Mr. Montague sure has a lot of energy."

Raymond had called last night, sounding pretty ticked off. It seemed like Selena had managed to calm him down. Not only that, but she also left him very satisfied.Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

The marks were light pink, showing that Raymond hadn't been too rough.

Selena awkwardly put her hand down. "He's had some free time lately. The new execs at Montague Group are really on top of things."

She got up, settled back into her office chair, and added, "Ann, can you bring in some dinner? I'll finish these documents and then call it a day."

Selena was starving. She'd barely eaten anything in the morning and skipped lunch, so she was really hungry now.

"Okay," Ann nodded and left.

Selena's phone buzzed with several notifications. They were responses to a post she had just made. She took a few sips of coffee to wake herself up before opening the post.

She had posted sincerely because she and Raymond had only been together for a few days, and she was already struggling to keep up with him.

She foresaw that in the future, she might pass out. It was better to mitigate the risk in advance.

But the netizens didn't see it that way.

[Where can I find a boyfriend who's always thinking about sex? I urgently need one. I really want to dump my boyfriend. He can only last for a minute in bed, but I was too embarrassed to tell him.]

[I just broke up with my ex a few days ago. He finishes too quickly but is very confident, always asking if I felt good. I don't understand how men can be so confident during sex. Someone who can't last two minutes has no right to ask if I feel good. I dumped him directly.]

[I'm envious of you. At least you had the chance to break up. My husband has always been like this, only can last for three minutes. Now, when I hear people say their husbands are great, I wonder if it's true. I regret it so much but don't dare to divorce.]

[If you don't want such a boyfriend, please give him to me. I feel like I haven't enjoyed sex in a long time!]

When Selena saw the last comment, she almost spat out her coffee.

She grabbed a tissue to wipe her mouth and refreshed the page, finding hundreds more comments, all complaining about their boyfriends or husbands.

It was just like the last time she posted.

Selena rubbed her temples. She really wanted to know what to do now. Just thinking about going back and having sex again made her legs feel weak.

But they had only been together for less than a week, so she was too embarrassed to say anything.

After dinner, she worked overtime until nine o'clock. Her phone buzzed with a message from Raymond.

Raymond: [I'm going to Ashbourne Manor tonight.]

Selena immediately felt a backache and quickly replied: [Aren't you going to drink with Alex and the others?]

Raymond: [No, I want to see you.]

She didn't know what to say. After finishing the last few documents, Selena packed up and wanted Ann to drive her home. But when she got to the building entrance, she saw Raymond's car.

It was clear he had been waiting for a long time.

Selena's heart softened, but thinking about the following things, she walked to the back seat and opened the door to get in.

She miscalculated; John was driving today, and Raymond was sitting in the back seat.

She immediately felt a bit annoyed, wishing she had opened the front passenger door instead. Seeing the annoyance on her face, Raymond's expression darkened. "You don't want to see me?"