Reclaiming Her Heart

"Mr. Murray, what if he's not my brother anymore?"

Raymond set his cup down, his fingers tracing the rim thoughtfully.

"What if he's just someone wearing his skin? You noticed the change, right? Even though he's

trying hard to pretend, he's not the same Christopher. Now, he wants to kill me."

The malice, the intent to kill, Raymond could feel it clearly.

The current Christopher wanted to kill him, wanted Selena, and wanted the entire Montague

Group.

But the old Christopher wasn't like this.

Raymond lowered his lashes, his expression calm.

Actually... his relationship with Christopher wasn't bad.

Paul was right. The entire Montague family favored Christopher, so Raymond received little affection growing up.

Even if he got into fights and got hurt, no one cared.

And he never shared his grievances with anyone.

Whenever he got hurt, he would hide in the attic alone, waiting for his wounds to heal before coming out.noveldrama

Back then, William was busy, not yet retired, and like Donovan, was rarely home.

With Abigail and Catherine in the Montague family, even if Raymond drowned in the pool, no one would notice, let alone if he just skipped meals.

He would hide for a while when injured, surviving on bread in the attic.

One day, the attic door was pushed open from the outside, and Christopher stood there, coughing.

Raymond had his back to him, his small figure looking stubborn.

Christopher brought hot food and placed it in front of Raymond.

Raymond didn't eat it, stubbornly gnawing on his bread.

Christopher sat across from him, watching him kindly.

Raymond couldn't quite describe his feelings towards his brother. Jealousy?

Not really. He just thought Christopher was lucky, everyone liked him.

He didn't eat the food Christopher brought, and Christopher didn't push him. Whenever Raymond didn't show up at the dinner table, Christopher would personally bring him a meal. When the bread in the fridge ran out, Raymond went two days without eating, not used to asking for help.

In the Montague family, he was invisible, and the servants followed suit.

On the third day, nearly fainting from hunger, Christopher brought food to the attic again.

"Eat, or you'll pass out. If you pass out and your body rots here, rats will come and chew off your cock, and you'll never get a wife."

That was the scariest thing little Raymond had ever heard.

He instinctively checked his pants, relieved to find his cock still there.

Christopher, more developed, leaned against the wall, laughing quietly.

Raymond didn't know what he was laughing at, but he grabbed a fork and started eating voraciously.

Christopher was the first to notice Raymond's allergy to dog hair.

Thinking back now...

Raymond and Christopher didn't talk much, hardly ever.

The Montague family's attitudes were so polarized, Christopher probably knew he wasn't

welcome by Raymond and never approached him.

He handled it perfectly.

When news of Christopher's death came, Raymond was stunned. Amid the Montague family's wailing, he couldn't process it.

His first thought was, finally, that pretentious Christopher was dead.

His second thought was, that pretentious person was his brother, loved by everyone, favored by fate, and now he was gone for good. How nice.

He wouldn't have to live in his shadow anymore.

The sadness came much later, only when he opened the attic door alone at night.

He thought Christopher was pretentious, always acting gentle, but he never actually fought with anyone.

Unlike Raymond, who was quick to anger.

Raymond couldn't recall details of their interactions, as if they never really interacted. Many

envied him for having a brother like Christopher, but they didn't feel like family.

But one thing he knew, Christopher wouldn't want to kill him.

So this new personality was too different from Christopher.

The room fell silent, Ralph didn't speak either.

Raymond repeated himself.

"He's not Christopher. Christopher could replace me as the chosen one, but he wouldn't want to kill me."

After saying this, he paused, his eyes clouded.

"But if this person dies, the real Christopher is truly gone."

Ralph rubbed his temples.

"Yes, that's why I called you here. No one else has realized it. They're all desperate for the research results, and many countries are involved, all looking for Christopher. Now that he's back

in the country, illegal immigration has increased. There's a mysterious force behind Christopher that we haven't identified. I wanted to hear your thoughts."

"I won't give up my future wife."

Ralph spread his hands. "Then figure out how to get the chip back and how to turn Christopher back to his old self."