Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Selena threw him a bewildered look. 'Seriously, is he even human? I'm this sick, and he still...'

Annoyed, she turned her head away, managing to hold back her tears.

Everett took a deep breath, trying to calm his arousal. He set up the small tray on the bed and placed a bowl of plain oatmeal on it. "Didn't you say you were hungry? I just went to get you something to eat."

Even though his words were meant to be kind, his actions and tone came off so irritated that it was hard to feel any gratitude.

Selena's gaze landed on the steaming bowl of oatmeal, the warmth enticing her empty stomach. She couldn't help but swallow.

She remembered Ava wasn't around, so she casually asked, "When did you order takeout?"

Had he timed it perfectly so the food would be ready when she woke up?

Reading her thoughts, Everett frowned and pushed the spoon into her hand with clear annoyance. "It's just oatmeal, not rocket science." Was he implying that he made it himself?

Did he actually cook? That was shocking for someone of his status, who had never set foot in a kitchen.

the spoonful of oatmeal at her lips. She asked sincerely,

huffed, somewhat incredulously, "Your life isn't valuable enough for me

buttons undone and sleeves rolled up, showing off the muscular lines of his forearms-sexy and strong. But his shirt was clearly wrinkled, with dried sweat stains on the chest, his eyes were red, and stubble

the truth; He had rushed back to take care of her, knowing she'd be hungry when she woke up and

realized Selena figured

saying with a hint of something unspoken, "It's my first time making it, but I tasted it, and

back to reality, looked up at him, and instantly sensed the "fishing for

to cook oatmeal for the first time, it was kind of

but didn't play along. "Mr. Bennett, it's just a bowl of oatmeal. It's not

was at

my phone. I want to order something myself. Even if I have to eat light, I'm not

who could be

of appreciation. His face darkened, and his mood turned

for saying women loved these small gestures. Selena clearly wasn't falling

over and sat down, his dark eyes narrowing, his