Chapter 647 Can You Givea Pair of Your Pants? "Penny?" Selena stirred, showing she wasn't asleep.
Raymond tossed a bag in front of her. "See if there's anything you need." His tone was indifferent as he went back to his computer.
The painkillers had finally kicked in, easing the intense pain in Selena's lower abdomen.
Selena opened the bag and was surprised to see sleep pants. Raymond actually bought these.
All her pants were dirty, and she really needed them.
"Mr. Montague, can I borrow a pair of your pants?" Raymond stiffened, ready to tell her not to push her luck.
But when he looked up and saw her sweaty face and weak expression, he relented. Why argue with a patient? He went to the bedroom, opened the closet, grabbed a new pair of dress pants, and tossed them to her. Selena felt a bit embarrassed but needed to clean herself up; otherwise, it was too uncomfortable.
She headed to the bathroom.
Raymond's mysophobia kicked in, and he stood up abruptly.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"You're going to use my bathroom?" Selena nodded, her face pale.
Raymond's brow twitched in frustration. He quickly called the front desk to ask if the other room on the top floor was occupied. When told it was, his face darkened.
Selena had already walked to the bathroom door. Seeing Raymond's look of disgust, she felt a bit of satisfaction. Raymond followed her, his tone menacing.
"Go back now. I'll have someone get you. You can't use my bathroom." Selena looked up at him and suddenly asked seriously, "Why not? You used to dragin there to have sex." Damn! Raymond's scalp tingled, clearly shocked by the revelation.
But what Selena said next made his face change even more.
"You said you likedand wanted to be my lover." "You're lying!" Raymond retorted without hesitation.
Selena saw his disgusted expression and felt a mix of pain and satisfaction.
Taking advantage of his momentary daze, Selena entered the bathroom.
She was too weak, sitting by the bathtub for a long tbefore turning on the shower. Raymond knocked on the door. "Penny, cout!" The thought of someone using his bathroom gave Raymond goosebumps; he found it unbearable.
But Selena had already locked the door. Selena had already locked the door.
Inside, Selena cleaned herself up, took off her pants, threw them in the trash, and tied up the trash bag.
When she cout, she saw Raymond back on the couch, working.
She quickly approached and picked up the suit jacket she had used as a cushion.
Selena said, "Mr. Montague, I'll take this and wash it for you." "It's dirty, throw it away." Raymond didn't even look up, as if she was less interesting than his data.
Selena lowered her eyes and really tossed the suit jacket into the trash.
Raymond finally glanced up, seeing her in his pants. The waist was too big, so she tied it with a string, making the top wrinkled.
Her shirt was still hers, a bit wet, but she looked much better than before.
Raymond inexplicably felt relieved. "Now that you're better, you should go." Selena nodded but couldn't help but warn him before leaving.
"John is the person you trust the most." If Raymond kept trusting no one, the Montague family would keep targeting him, and he couldn't fight them all alone.
They were taking advantage of his memory loss to play dirty tricks.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThey were also sure Raymond wouldn't tell William about this.
Raymond didn't even look up. His tone was still emotionless. "You don't m need to worry about these things, Penny. Ne already fired you. Whatever relationship we had before is over. Don't cling to it." Selena fell silent. She wasn't clinging to it. After Selena left, Raymond finally stopped typing.
The computer screen was full of gibberish; his calmness had been an act.
When Selena walked out wearing his pants, looking weak but with bright eyes, he could almost see her movements through the frosted glass.
Despite trying not to look, the sound of the water made his thoughts wander.
Raymond kept replaying Selena's words in his mind-they had had sex in the bathroom...
Carter had said he kissed Selena on the desk, and now Selena said they had sex in the bathroom.
Raymond's head hurt as he tried to think, but his phone rang at that moment.
It was Greer.
"Raymond, how have you been feeling lately?" Raymond didn't speak, then chuckled after a few seconds. "Thanks for your concern. I'm doing well."
Greer's son Oliver had been left in a terrible state by Raymond, and Greer had long harbored a grudge. Now, knowing Raymond had lost his memory, Greer was secretly pleased, thinking his tfor revenge had come. "I heard you've been close with a little designer lately?"
Raymond frowned, and Greer continued, "I'd like to invite her over for coffee. I wonder if you'lf.come. A woman who can make you so obsessed must have sskills. It's makinga bit tempted."