Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Sometimes, you just had to let loose a little to feel better!

After Selena finished her statement, she watched as Everett's handsome face darkened visibly, like someone had spilled ink across a canvas. No man liked being questioned like that, after all. But for Selena, a weight lifted off her chest, and she felt oddly relieved. Everett glared at her, his jaw tight, as he spat out each word, "Selena! Haven't I satisfied you? When you were moaning in bed, you didn't seem to think so!"

Selena's cheeks turning a shade of pink at the memory.

Deep down, she knew it was true. Despite any reluctance to admit it, she and Everett were incredibly compatible in that department, and he never hid the fact that he wanted her. In those heated moments, she sometimes fooled herself into thinking they were actually in love. But she knew better; it was just physical, nothing more.

Selena patted his chest with mock sympathy, not wanting to give him the upper hand. "Did you know that only about sixty percent of women feel satisfied after marriage? Sometimes, we just have to put on a bit of a show to keep up appearances."

"You're not an exception, so don't feel bad. I promise I won't spill the beans. Try to see it as a positive!" she added with a playful grin.

Caught between anger and amusement, Everett quipped, "Should I be grateful for your kindness?"

"No need to thank me, really. But if you're feeling generous, maybe you could bump that five percent of shares to a hopeful ten?" she teased sincerely.

His fists clenched tightly, the veins on his arms standing out as he tried to keep his cool.

and Jaime peeked out, phone in hand, ready to call them. Normally, Selena found Jaime a bit annoying, but right

was almost mesmerizing. His dark eyes

bit awkward

stood. up, gave Everett a

turned his gaze to Selena, a

In their previous

wearing a mature look. Today, her light makeup made her

greeted them, "Everett, Selena, good to see

a lukewarm response. Selena, however, replied warmly, "Callum, nice to

reason, Everett gave her hand a little squeeze,

sit down and chat.

they moved toward the

a

to sit, only to hear Everett say in a surprisingly soft voice, "Darling,