Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Selena smiled, and Everett's upset stomach, which had just started to soothe, suddenly clenched again. He frowned, leaning in with a serious tone. "Selena, I'm your husband. Who will you talk to if you won't open up to me?" His voice dropped to a more intense, almost brooding pitch on those last few words.

Selena nodded. "Oh, a husband whose heart is with another woman? How exactly am I supposed to talk to you?"

Hadn't she tried to talk enough over the past three years? She even felt like she'd topped the list of women with hopeless efforts.

Everett was left without words.

Selena, quite used to this by now, didn't bother saying anything more. She quietly cleared the table and headed back to her room alone.

She climbed back into her bed and shut her eyes. She didn't know whether Everett returned or not. By the time she opened her eyes again, daylight was streaming in. She glanced at the bed. The jerk was nowhere to be seen. Selena needed to visit her parents' graves up on the hill, so she didn't dawdle. She got up swiftly, tidied up her bed, put on a headband, and stepped outside to freshen up.

Breakfast was all set, featuring all of Selena's favorites from the local breakfast carts back home.

She pulled out a chair and sat down, the mouthwatering aroma lifting her spirits. Truly, good food is the best mood lifter.

a bite, and followed it with a sip of chocolate milk, feeling

heart gesture at Marian. "Marian, you really

went out early to grab them for you. You should be

remembered the last time he caught her grabbing breakfast from a street

one who always hated her eating this kind of stuff? And now he was buying it for her? Was he

seeming to catch her train of thought, glanced over and

was just surreal. But with Grace and Marian around, Selena had to swallow

cares for Selena? You can relax now, don't you

from her wide smile. She said with deep satisfaction, "I just

breakfast, Selena

hill to Wyatt and Tasha's grave. She gazed at her parents' photos, their smiles frozen in time. Her

would have been such a happy girl. Maybe she wouldn't have met Everett, wouldn't have married

for Everett. She closed her eyes and prayed

Grace's suspicions, she wouldn't have