NovelsBestChapter 231 Could it be thinking about men? When Selena cto her senses, there was no trace of Raymond in the room. This scared Selena so much that she almost fell off the sofa, her face changing color. What is Raymond doing? Was it because she was wearing little clothing and the atmosphere was good, that she bectemporarily confused and infatuated? She furrowed her brows in hindsight, then remembered the kisses that fell like feathers on her ears and neck along the way, and her whole body ignited with heat. When Selena got up, her legs still felt weak. She groped her way to the bathroom and saw that even her neck had turned red.
What is going on? She splashed her face with cold water, trying to wake herself up.
But the cold water on her face felt like it evaporated the heat on her face.
Selena could feel a restlessness all over her body, like being intentionally teased and then abandoned without an explanation. No way...
Could it be that Raymond also has such worldly desires? Thinking back to their night together, she couldn't fall asleep again. She absentmindedly washed her clothes and dried them.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBy the ther mind cleared a little, it was already three o'clock in the morning.
She rubbed her temples, trying to indicate to herself.
No need to dwell on it. They had even rolled over the bedsheets together. Perhaps for Raymond, the atmosphere was just right, and there was a woman they had already had relations with in front of him, just a kiss, nothing more. After thinking this way, she calmed down and quickly went to sleep.
After all, she hadn't rested well last night. If she continued to have insomnia tonight, she would definitely feel very uncomfortable after sitting in a car when it gets bright.
She had always lacked a certain sense when it cto these things. If she really didn't think about it, she would soon feel calm.
After four hours of sleep, she woke up promptly at seven o'clock. She put on all the clothes she had dried. After a few hours of cooling down, she had thoroughly figured it out.
They would divorce sooner or later.
No need to care.
So, when she opened the door, she followed the path she took yesterday and walked back to the lobby.
Raymond had already woken up and was currently talking to Harrison.
Rosalind was still clinging tightly to him, constantly shaking his arm.
"I cto call you last night, but you didn't respond. Did you sleep so early?" She was doubtful and very uneasy. He wouldn't be in someone else's room, would he? If he wasn't in his room, then he must be in Penny's room.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"I slept early." His voice was soft and cold. When he looked up, he met Selena's gaze.
Selena had already regained her composure long ago and greeted the several people on the sofa with a smile.
"Mr. Rockefeller, Mr. Montague, Miss Rosalind, good morning." Rosalind saw her and directly sneered, "Still early? Lazy even in someone else's home." Harrison quickly reprimanded, "Enough, don't knock on Yancheng's door early in the morning, making him get up at five. How can you treat guests like this!" Rosalind stuck out her tongue, but that was because she was blocked from knocking on his door yesterday. Since there wasn't any fault in herself, she didn't take it to heart.
gathe One evening, Rosalind knocked on Raymond's door, but nobody answered. She was worried that he had been lured away by the woman next door. So, she intentionally went to knock on his door at five o'clock and waited there. If Raymond cout from next door, she would definitely tear apart this vixen who appeared out of nowhere!
Fortunately, Raymond cout from his own room. Rosalind breathed a sigh of relief, but she still didn't like Selena. There was something strange between the two of them. Although she didn't see any signs of intimacy between them, she always had a creepy feeling that there was something going on between them.
When Raymond heard Selena's calm voice, his hand holding the teacup paused for a moment. It was very brief, and no one noticed. Selena sat down gracefully beside him, while Rosalind quickly noticed a hint of bruise on her eyelid and made a mocking remark. "What's wrong? Didn't get enough sleep last night? What are you thinking about?" Could it be that you're thinking about a man? Raymond heard these words and turned to look at her, but it was only for a moment before he averted his gaze again. Rosalind continued to inquire. "Are you thinking about swild man?"
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