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.

oatmeal at her lips. She asked sincerely, "It's

valuable enough for me to

and sleeves rolled up, showing off the muscular lines of

rushed back to take care of her, knowing she'd be hungry when she woke up and had even taken the time to make her

realized Selena

Everett's expression softened a bit. He nudged the bowl towards her, saying with a hint of something unspoken, "It's my first time making it, but I tasted it, and it's not bad. Go

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

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

Bennett, it's just a bowl of oatmeal. It's not like you whipped

at

over my phone. I want to order something myself. Even if I have to eat light,

naive girl who could be easily swayed

was taken aback by her lack of appreciation. His face darkened, and his mood turned

Derick for saying women loved these small gestures.

over and sat down, his