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."

His handsome face was so close as he

finish so you can leave,' she

he didn't let go. Instead, he kept her pinned down, staring at her intensely, the light in his

furrowed her brows and

off, but he didn't budge. She had a bad feeling and quickly said, "Everett, you're

if he hadn't heard. His cool fingers gently brushed her hair away from her

his hand. Swallowing, she hardened her gaze. "Everett, if you're feeling horny, go find

didn't get upset.

low and husky "Landon just told me a husband

he's ont

shift left Selena confused. "What are you getting

you, my flower, to ease all

the drift of his words.

that was some wild