GoodReadChapter 828 Didn't Show Any Signs of Being Angry William grew angrier the more he thought about it, and he even wanted to tell Raymond to leave and just have Selena stay for dinner.
But deep down, he hoped the two of them would reconcile.
Although he had promised Selena not to try to matchmake them again, Raymond was his grandson, and of course, he wanted the best for him.
So he made a sarcastic remark and pointed upstairs. "Someone from the Adams family has requested a painting. Selena, Raymond, I want you two to handle it. The food won't be ready for another two hours. If you work together, you'll complete it more quickly." Selena was Steve's last disciple, and Steve was best known for traditional painting.
It wasn't the first tSelena had painted with Raymond. A long tago in Ridgefield, she had noticed that Raymond was quite good at painting and that their understanding of it was highly aligned.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWilliam probably still wanted to matchmake them. In front of him, Selena couldn't refuse, so she nodded. William waved his hand. "Raymond knows where my study is. I've put everything you need there. Just start painting, and I'll have someone cto collect it when you're done." Raymond didn't disappoint William's intentions and immediately stood up.
Selena had no choice but to follow him upstairs.
She had been to William's study before. It had a traditional style, with almost an entire wall filled with books. The table in the middle was large, and the drawing paper was already laid out on it, with the inscription written. It was indeed a gift for the Adams family.
Selena began to examine the paints she would need. This time, they were going to paint a traditional picture, and most of the paints were in cool tones.
A row of brushes hung on the rack beside them, and everything was indeed ready.
But she still didn't know what to paint, so she glanced at Raymond, only to find that he was also looking at her. The environment around them was full of traditional charm, and their gazes quickly parted.
She asked, "What should we paint?" Since they were pulled in at the last minute, she had no ideas in her mind.
"Let's paint the one you did in Ridgefield," Raymond said.
Selena was a bit surprised. She didn't expect him to suggest that. That painting was something they had done together, so they both knew what to do. And they didn't have to rack their brains thinking about what to paint.
"Okay," Selena replied. She poured out swater and began to mix the paints.
Raymond couldn't help but try to get closer. "When I went back to Ridgefield this time, I looked at that painting again. It's pretty good," he said. "Mm," Selena responded.
"That night, you even spilled paint on me," he said.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Sorry," Selena said.
No matter how he tried to start a conversation, Selena remained indifferent.
Raymond was so frustrated that his head felt dizzy, but he suppressed his temper.
He then brought up several more topics, but Selena didn't respond and continued painting seriously, making him fee Nike he was talking to e himself, which was quite boring. He threw down his brush and said coldly, "I'm not painting anymore." Selena thought he really didn't want to paint anymore and didn't even look up. "Then you take a break. I'll finish it." Selena didn't realize he was angry at all.
Raymond stood there, his gaze fixed on the back of her er head, She bent over quietly painting, not caring at all En about what he was doing. He felt stifled and sat down on a nearby chair, drinking two cups of water in a row, still feeling angry.
While Selena was adding details to the scenery, a pair of hands suddenly wrapped around her waist.
"Selena," He called out, finally showing weakness, "I was wrong. Next tdo something, I'll make I sure to investigate first." His hands tightly wrapped around her waist, and his voice was hoarse. "I was wrong. Can you stop treatinglike this?"
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