Reclaiming Her Heart
Chapter 593 I'm Getting a Divorce

Selena was exhausted, changing shoes at the entrance, then intending to walk towards the bedroom.

Her eyes were still swollen, and her walk was somewhat unnatural.

Raymond looked at her and stood up. He called out, "Penny."

Selena didn't have the energy to deal with him anymore, so she walked into her own bedroom and lay down on the bed.

Raymond followed her in but leaned against the doorway, watching her lying motionless.

He approached, hesitated for a minute, then slowly raised his hand and touched her head.

Her hair was still long, now loose, one of her hands tightly gripping the blanket beneath her.

Raymond didn't regret treating Selena like this. If it were someone else who almost killed him, he wouldn't have given the other person a chance to explain. That person would have silently disappeared from this world. But he had only been messing with her in bed for two days.

He sat on the edge of the bed, gently patting her back.

Selena's tears continued to silently flow down, hearing him say, "The medicine you gave me that day caused a severe allergic reaction, and I had to be rescued all night."

Selena stiffened. "I'm sorry." She didn't know he was allergic to the medication.

Upon hearing her apology, the last trace of resentment in his heart disappeared.

"If someone else treated me like this, I would retaliate with all means necessary," he said.

Selena fell silent, only feeling him getting closer, leaning in by her ear.

"Having a tough day, huh?" Raymond continued.

She stiffened, a hint of disbelief flashing in her eyes. 'Does Raymond already know? But the hospital is very private, and is he mocking me using a woman's vulnerability?' She bit her lip tightly, trembling all over.

Raymond's tone softened even more. "The man these past two days was me."

As soon as the words fell, Selena looked up at him.

Her eyes were quite swollen, and her face streaked with tears.

Initially shocked, then surprised, and finally all turned into anger.

"Raymond Montague!" She jumped up from the bed but was pushed back down by him.

This was the first time she had called him by his full name, tears streaming out of anger.

Raymond pressed down on her neck, not allowing her to get up. He retorted, "You almost killed me, and I can't even retaliate against you?"

Selena trembled all over, wishing to bite a piece of flesh off him, tears streaming even more fiercely.

"Victor said if I had been sent half an hour later, I wouldn't have made it. Penny, you're much more ruthless than me. I never thought of taking your life." Raymond reached out his fingertips, wiping away the tears on her cheeks. Selena's face was small, her eyes swollen like goldfish, looking somewhat pitiful.

He decided not to dwell on it any longer, so he added, "We're even on this matter."

Selena lay back on the bed, tears still falling, but she couldn't deny that after knowing the man was Raymond, the nauseating panic feeling had disappeared.

At least she wasn't actually forced by a stranger.

These past two days, she had been living in hell, tensing up subconsciously whenever she heard the sound of shoes on the floor.

But the other party was indifferent.

Raymond took out some ointment he had prepared long ago, grabbed her wrist, and applied it.

The ointment was cool.

"Penny, I'm getting a divorce tomorrow," Raymond said.

Selena lay on the bed, hearing this, and said nothing.

Raymond seriously applied a layer of ointment to both her wrists, then leaned down and blew on them.

The blowing surprised Selena.

'How could Raymond be so unattainable when he was cold, so callous when cruel, and so gentle when being gentle?' Selena thought.

Raymond sat on the edge of the bed, thought for a moment, and then asked Selena, "I'm getting a divorce. How about you?"

Selena's eyelashes trembled slightly, finally responding, "Mr. Montague, I don't understand what you mean."

Raymond chuckled in exasperation. He took a deep breath. "I almost died because of you, yet I only punished you for two nights. Now I say I'm getting a divorce, and you don't understand my meaning?"

He noticed her lips were a bit dry. From waking up to going to the hospital and then back home, Selena's emotions had been in turmoil all along.

Only now did she feel slightly better, but after crying for two days, her body had been drained of fluids, leaving her lips chapped.

Raymond got up, poured a glass of water from outside, and brought it to her lips.

She drank a few sips with his help. And then she heard him say, "You get a divorce, and then we can give it a try."

Selena choked, feeling uncomfortable in her throat. She pushed the cup away, coughed for a while, and then, with some trepidation, moved towards the other edge of the bed. "Mr. Montague, don't joke around," she said.

Raymond squinted, seeing no surprise or delight on her face.

In that instant, the gravity of her words to Alex that day hit him hard-she had never felt anything for him; she truly meant it.

After all, if she had the slightest affection, she wouldn't have given him that medicine or called Olivia to the private room. Her actions clearly told Raymond that she didn't like him.

Raymond reached out to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear, but he noticed her flinch, a hint of fear flickering in her eyes.

Selena's reaction was instinctive, especially after knowing that the man these past two days was Raymond. She felt a hint of fear towards him from the bottom of her heart. So domineering and cold, he was like a feral wolf.