Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

She set down her fork and moved the tray aside. Still feeling a bit weak, she lay back down. Sleep wasn't coming, though, so she grabbed her phone, noticing over a dozen missed calls-mostly from Callum, with a couple from Joy. Opening her messages, she saw their texts waiting for her.

Callum: [Selena, are you feeling any better?]

Joy: [Hey, love. I'm really sorry I missed your call. Everett told me you had a fever. How are you doing now? Let me know when you're up.]

Even though she was feeling crummy, knowing people genuinely cared warmed her heart a bit. Selena was about to send reassuring replies when Callum's call came through.

She picked up, and his voice, as soothing as a gentle stream, poured into her ear. "Selena, how are you holding up? If your fever's still hanging around, maybe a trip to the hospital for a blood test is a good idea. I can set it all up for you." A smile tugged at her lips. "No worries, I'm on the mend. Thanks a ton for coming by yesterday with the meds and the shot. I was worried I'd lose my marbles with that fever."

It had felt like she was burning up at 104 degrees. Despite their decent relationship, Selena and Callum weren't at the "drop everything and rush over" stage. It was probably due to his kindness and a doctor's instinct to help. There was a pause before Callum spoke again. "I wasn't the one who gave you the meds and shot yesterday."

Everett? But... after three years of marriage, I never

chuckle despite himself. "No, I got to your place but couldn't get in, so I called Everett. He didn't want to bother me and said another doctor was already on the way. Once the lady doctor arrived, I headed out." Selena was puzzled. Shouldn't doctors be indifferent to a patient's gender? Why bring in another doctor when Dr. Campbell was

Wait a minute..." A thought Kit her, and she lowered her voice, "Dr. Campbell, aren't you and

and they were

got the better of her. "You're not, like, fair-weather friends, are

off the mark, she reconsidered. If they didn't trust each other, why would Everett entrust his

Worried she might've overstepped,

answered honestly, "Our friendship is gengine,

Whoa!

floored by the drama. What kind of treasure could make two accomplished men

curiosity piqued, she sat