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."

seriously and leaned in. His handsome face

and finish so you can leave,' she thought

he kept her pinned down,

her brows

bad feeling and quickly said, "Everett, you're done with

fingers gently brushed her hair away from her face, tucking it

head to dodge his hand. Swallowing, she hardened her gaze. "Everett, if

didn't get

just told me a husband

think he's ont

left Selena confused.

nurture you, my flower, to ease all that resentment you've got towards

Selena a few seconds to catch the drift of his words. His so-called nurturing wasn't

was