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Reclaiming Her Heart

Chapter 884
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Chapter 884 You Don't Want to SeeThat Much? Selena kept her mouth shut, feeling like there was sbig secret she was missing out on.

Raymond pushed himself up on the bed, his fingers drumming on the blanket. "Selena, what's your deal? I save your butt, and you look bummed out. Were you hoping one of your boy toys would swoop in?" His face got all stormy, eyes flashing with anger, and his lips twisted up in a jealous smirk.

Selena didn't catch a word he said. The moment he admitted it, her mind was already off in la-la land.

She drifted back to that tat Silver Bay University, and then to now.

It all felt so unreal, she had tricked herself into forgetting about Silver Bay, but what about now? She shot Raymond a suspicious look.

Raymond locked eyes with her, catching the doubt and questions in her gaze, and it just made him madder.

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He straightened up, his face going full-on dark mode. "Seriously, were you waiting for someone else to save you?" "No." Worried he might go Hulk on the hospital, Selena answered quick, then shut her eyes and leaned back like she was too wiped out to deal.

He plopped down next to her on purpose. "What's up? You really can't stand the sight of me?" Selena didn't bother opening her eyes, just rasped out, "I'm kinda beat." Raymond went quiet, even tucking her in with the blanket. "Alright, get ssleep. I'll stick around and keep an eye on you." Selena didn't want to get into it with him; she was genuinely exhausted.

But she still remembered Ann had fallen into the river with her. "Where's Ann?" Raymond said, "She's good, catching sZ's in another room." Selena didn't say anything else and actually dozed off this time.

Raymond stayed put, occasionally dabbing the sweat off her forehead with a tissue.

But he was clearly no pro at this, his moves were awkward, and he even yanked a few strands of Selena's hair. Selena frowned in her sleep, and he quickly pulled his hand back.

He got up and went out, flagging down a passing nurse.

The nurse's eyes went wide with surprise and admiration when she saw his face. The next second, Raymond reached up and snagged two hairpins from her head, asking, "Got any more of these?" The nurse was practically swooning, especially seeing his face up close. "Yeah, hang on." Raymond handed the hairpins back and watched her dash into the break room, coming back with a few unused ones and dropping them in his hand.

He took them and nodded, "Thanks." The nurse watched him go back into the room, sit by the bed, and carefully pin Selena's hair back so it wouldn't fall into her face.

She pulled her friend over and sighed, "Man, I wish my boyfriend was that thoughtful." Her friend rolled her eyes, "Do you even know who that is?" The nurse shrugged, "Everyone calls him Mr. Montague. He's probably sbig-shot CEO or something." Her friend flicked her on the forehead. "He's the head honcho of the Montague Family. You really think he's all sweet and gentle? You know how those rich families roll." Hospitals were hotbeds for gossip, sometimes even requiring staff to sign confidentiality agreements. Many women had many abortions there. True love was a rare find in wealthy families. The nurse quickly covered her mouth, instantly sobering up.

The door to the room was closed, and it got quiet inside.

Raymond sat by the bed, suddenly realizing he had never been there for Selena like this before.

They'd been married for three years, and she must've gotten sick during that time. Did she always cto the hospital alone? He reached out and kept wiping the sweat from her forehead.

Selena seemed to be having a nightmare, sweating bullets, her eyelashes fluttering in fear.

Her hand clutched the blanket tightly, and Raymond worried she might hurt herself by holding on too hard.

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Just as he grabbed her hand, intending to place a handkerchief in her palm he heard her mumble a E name, "Mario." His hand froze, thinking he must've misheard. "Who are you calling?" Selena was dreaming, dreaming of MaTorres jumping into the river to save her.

Dreaming of the small meadow in Ridgefield, where he picked flowers to make her a bracelet.

Then coverwhelming darkness, spreading from the other side of the sky, swallowing him up.

She desperately grabbed his hand, calling his nover and over, "Mario." She knew it was a fake name, but she didn't know what else to call him.

Just as the dream reached its scariest point, a wet towel was m slapped on her face, the cold shock making her snap her eyes open. Raymond stood by the bed, his face so dark it looked like he wanted to bite her.

Selena pulled the towel off her cheek, her face still dripping with water.

Meeting his gaze, he asked, "You're something else. I'm here by your side, busting my butt to take care of you, and you're calling out snI don't know. Who is it, Selena, your first love?" He had a smile on his face, but there was no humor in his eyes.