Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Callum paused for a moment, then gave an ambiguous smile. "Everett, you're still the same, aren't you?"

Everett didn't bother replying and simply walked away.

Just as he was nearing the hospital room, Jaime appeared out of nowhere, sidling up to whisper with a mischievous grin."Everett, I saw everything!"

Everett shoved him away with disdain. "Get lost!"

Jaime didn't seem to mind, nudging Everett's arm playfully as he continued, "You stood up for your girl by putting Rebecca in her place, clearly showing you don't buy Rebecca's nonsense. So why did you insist Selena apologize?" "Could it be... you're one of those do-gooders who hide their good deeds and don't seek recognition?"

Everett couldn't be bothered, not sparing Jaime even a glance.

Jaime, rubbing his chin thoughtfully, made a teasing noise, "Knowing you, you're anything but a softie, so there's only one explanation!"

He caught up with Everett again, cupping his hands around his mouth to shout, "You're not jealous, are you?"

Selena had been giving Everett the cold shoulder lately, and her resolve about the divorce was only getting stronger. Puzzled, Everett even asked about the earliest age for menopause.

It was only natural that after backing her up, seeing her beam at another guy would set his jealousy ablaze. Otherwise, he wouldn't have given Callum a heads-up earlier.

Everett abruptly stopped, his dark eyes cutting over to Jaime as he calmly asked, "How much have you had to drink?"

The sudden question threw Jaime off, prompting a reflexive, "I haven't had a drop. Didn't get the chance."

it even began, and they missed

nonsense sober, maybe you should hit the ER tonight for a

to back down, but seeing

hands in mock surrender, he said, "Alright, I'll zip

to see how long Everett could keep this

decided to leave. "Alright, I'm out. I'll check in on

the hospital room, Everett found Selena already asleep

with her back to him. Even in slumber, she seemed guarded and

hands, lowering his gaze to watch her, his eyes shaded

him, Selena

enthusiasm. She

regardless of

and never let

forget

was there, much to his

en

been like this, as if she'd transformed overnight. What was she playing

eyes, letting his thoughts drift. He glanced at Selena once more before fetching

wasn't actually asleep.

to engage with that jerk,

unnecessary anger. A woman