Reclaiming Her Heart

Now, whenever he saw a scene with Selena, he felt a faint pain in his cheeks.

His phone rang at that moment; it was a text message from an unknown number.

[Is Selena pregnant?]

This message instantly ignited Raymond's anger. He dialed the number without hesitation. The call was answered, but no one spoke.

Raymond's Adam's apple bobbed as he struggled to find the right words. After a long pause, he finally asked, "Where are you?"

The person on the other end chuckled lightly and hung up.

Raymond slammed his fist onto the table beside him. He made another call, instructing his people to search for Christopher's alter ego with all their might. Frustrated, he yanked off his tie and sat back down in his chair.

The live broadcast of the party was nearing its end. He stood up, grabbed the suit jacket next to him, and left the Montague Group.

When he arrived at Sky Club, he ran into Victor.

It was usually hard to meet Victor, given how busy he was.

Today, Paul and Alex were not around, so Victor kept him company for drinks.novelbin

Halfway through, Victor asked, "Did you and Selena really break up? I heard rumors that you're with Tessa now."

Raymond leaned back, the five finger marks on his cheek particularly noticeable.

"We broke up."

"Why?"

Raymond raised his hand to rub his cheek, trying to stay sober, but the more he tried, the faster he got drunk.

"What else? One person stops liking the other."

"You don't like her?"

Victor thought Selena liked him, so it must be Raymond who didn't like Selena.

"How could that be!"

"Raymond, when your bet with Vertex Automotive Group came out, Selena was quite anxious. And I heard, did she have a miscarriage because of you?" Raymond's fingers stiffened around his glass. "That child was my fault too. I didn't protect her well."

He downed another glass, his eyes filled with drunkenness.

"Her concern for you didn't seem fake. Why do you think she doesn't like you?"

Raymond looked down at the glass in his hand and, after a long pause, hoarsely said, "When I say she doesn't like me, it's actually because I lack confidence. I've never beaten Christopher since I was a kid. Christopher was her first love. How could I ever win against him? It's only natural she likes Christopher. You know, Christopher is indeed excellent."

Drunk, he finally spoke the truth.

"He's so excellent that someone as independent as her was willing to come to my side for him. Christopher has been dead for six years, and she still hasn't forgotten him. No wonder, Christopher is always better than me."

He lay on the table, his drunken eyes staring at the glass in front of him.

"Hey, why did the glass suddenly get so tall?"

Victor twitched his mouth, raised his hand to rub his temples, and said, "I'll take you home."

"I don't want to go back. That room is full of her scent. It makes me uncomfortable."

"Then why don't you have the whole place disinfected?"

"Disinfected?"

Raymond lay on the table. It was the first time he had gotten this drunk. "Victor, why did you get so tall too?"

"Yes, disinfected. Then you won't smell it."

"Not smell it? That won't work. I won't be able to sleep."

"Then why don't you get back together with Selena?"

"No way. I'm Raymond. How could I... how could I be Christopher's substitute?"

He lay his head down, his mind muddled, feeling he had too many grievances to pour out.

Victor rarely went out, and he didn't expect to encounter a drunkard.

He wanted to take Raymond back, but Raymond lay on the table, refusing to get up.

Victor had known Raymond for so many years, and it was the first time he saw him drunk and disorderly.

He thought about calling Selena but remembered they were currently in a conflict, so he called Paul instead.

Paul arrived quickly, and together they managed to get Raymond up.

As they reached the entrance of Sky Gallery, Raymond lifted his eyelids, feeling as if Selena was watching him. He suddenly pushed Victor away and lunged at a small statue by the door. The small statue was about his height. He hugged it tightly, refusing to let go.

Paul, afraid of being seen by others and feeling embarrassed, quickly had a few bodyguards help load the statue into the truck and take it back with them.