Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 160

"So, Mr. Bennett, maybe it's time to see things from your wife's perspective. You know what they say-marriages thrive when a husband cares for his wife like tending to a delicate flower, with patience and attention. That's the key to a happy, lifelong journey together." Everett stayed silent, leaving it unclear if the advice sank in or not. After a moment, he opened the car door and stepped out.

...

When Everett walked into the bedroom, he found Selena sitting cross-legged on the bed. She was holding a mirror in one hand and awkwardly dabbing her face with an antiseptic swab in the other. Claire's slap hadn't been gentle; Selena's cheek was swollen.

Everett's eyes darkened. He pressed his lips together, took long strides over to her, climbed onto the bed, and gently took the swab from her hand. "Let me handle that."

"No thanks. It's my face that's hurt, not my hands!"

Selena didn't want his help and turned to leave the room, not in the mood of sharing the space with him.

Everett caught her shoulder with his large hand and gently pressed her back onto the bed.

Selena gritted her teeth. "...What are you doing now?"

"Just applying the medicine."

leaned in. His handsome face was so close

hurry up and finish so you

Everett finished, he didn't let go. Instead, he kept her pinned down, staring

her brows

and quickly said, "Everett, you're done

hadn't heard. His cool fingers gently brushed her hair away from her face, tucking it behind her ear and then caressing

turning her head to dodge his hand. Swallowing, she hardened her gaze.

didn't get upset. His

husky "Landon just told me a

think he's ont

Selena confused. "What are you getting

should nurture you, my flower, to ease all

to catch the drift of his words. His

that was some wild