Reclaiming Her Heart
Chapter 445 Which the Dark Shadows Hide

"Mr. Montague, I'm going to put down the hairdryer," Selena said.

Raymond released her as she did so.

Selena hung the hairdryer back in the bathroom and when she returned, she noticed a small blister between his fingers.

Fortunately, she had picked up some ointment for knee treatment when she visited the hospital today.

She took out the ointment, dabbed a little on her fingertip, grabbed his hand, placed her fingertip on his finger, and slowly began to massage it.

Raymond hadn't paid attention to her actions until he detected the scent of the ointment at the tip of his nose.

His eyelashes fluttered, and he looked up at her.

However, Selena wasn't looking at him; she was earnestly focusing on the injured spot.

Once finished, she withdrew her hand and wiped off the remaining ointment from her fingertip.

Raymond asked her, "Did you really come all the way to Ridgefield because you couldn't let go of that man?"

Selena paused, letting out a sigh.

"I came here for work. Mr. Rockefeller told me today that someone canceled an order, and two more tail orders came out. I came here to pick out the best quality batch and had the workers send it to New York." After hearing this, Raymond felt much more at ease.

"But what about you, Mr. Montague? Why did you suddenly come to Ridgefield in the middle of the night without Mr. Walker?"

"There was a problem with the last project; I came to talk to the person in charge."

Selena was somewhat incredulous. Even if there was a problem with the project, the person in charge here wouldn't have Raymond come down in the middle of the night, risking offending the big boss. But Raymond had indeed come.

Apart from this reason, she couldn't think of any other.

Selena was tired today. She had driven alone for a while and spent a large amount of time selecting wood and looking for materials. Now, she headed towards the bed.

However, Raymond caught her wrist and looked at her knee.

It was still red; she must have worn long pants today.

Her pain tolerance was truly strong.

"I just applied some medicine," she replied.

He then let go of her hand.

As Selena lay in bed, she suddenly wondered if Raymond wanted the sixth time tonight.

But she was too tired.

The thought barely crossed her mind before a wave of exhaustion swept over her.

By the time Raymond came to the side of the bed, she had already curled up in the blankets and fallen asleep.

He, on the other hand, was somewhat restless, even beginning to ponder why he had come to Ridgefield in the first place.

He looked down at the blister between his fingers; the wound was slightly painful, but the coolness from the ointment was refreshing and spread from his fingertips to his chest.

After lying down, he stared at the ceiling.

Not being with her but lying on the same bed made him feel an unfamiliarity from the depths of his soul.

Apart from the time he had been with her, there had been no other woman in his bed over the years.

Raymond turned his head to look at her sleeping face. He was just about to reach out and caress her when his phone rang.

A frown formed instinctively between his brows.

The call was from Paul, his voice slightly hoarse.

"We've gone through a tenth of the draft papers. Your brother, the kind who sticks to the rules, probably wouldn't have had an early romance. I'm currently looking into his data from four years of university, but Christopher is truly a nightmare; he's got research papers piled up in two rooms."

Raymond glanced at the time; it was nearly four in the morning. Paul had been up all night.

"Have you not slept all night?"

Paul raised his hand to rub his brow.

"How could I sleep? There's news from above that a group of people overseas are also looking into your brother's affairs. Everyone is now quite certain that he must have passed that thing on to someone, possibly as part of his research findings. But no one dares to spread the word; they're all just quietly investigating. Olivia and your brother had a good relationship, right? Have you ever considered that maybe your brother once gave her something?"

Christopher Montague was known for his gentle nature, and although he didn't get close to the opposite sex, he talked to many.

However, Olivia was indeed an exception.

"I'll go back and ask Olivia."

As soon as he finished speaking, someone called out to Paul on the other end.

"We've found something."

Paul's pupils contracted, and he immediately moved to the screen.

Raymond's breath tightened as well, and he asked, "What is it?"

Paul glanced at it as his brow furrowed.

"A poem by Shelley. I don't understand why he would write these lines of poetry on the paper."

"That moment is gone forever,

Like lightning that flashed and died--

Like a snowflake upon the river--

Like a sunbeam upon the tide,

Which the dark shadows hide."