Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 162

Everett lifted his head, gently taking her wrist and moving it aside. He couldn't help but smile at the sight of her flushed cheeks and dreamy eyes. "Mrs. Bennett, are you satisfied now?" he teased. Selena, though still a bit dazed, was not impressed by his sly tactics. Her lips trembled as she retorted, "Not... satisfied!"

His fingers brushed over her still-trembling body, bluntly calling her out, "But your body seems to think otherwise."

Selena just stared at him, speechless.

"Mrs. Bennett," he continued, his voice low and irresistibly charming, "since I've taken care of you, isn't it fair that it's my turn now?"

The way Everett looked at her almost made her knees buckle. Her heart skipped a beat. After yesterday's whirlwind, she hadn't fully recovered. If he kept it up, she'd be bedridden for days! Without wasting a second, she tried to get up and escape.

But Everett was ready for her. He held her down with one hand, and with the other, he opened the nightstand drawer, revealing a stash of various brand-name condoms.

Selena was taken aback. Sure, they usually kept some condoms around, but never this many! Everett didn't visit that often, and sometimes, he'd have her take a pill in a rush. When did he stock up like this? She used to buy the condoms herself; it wasn't something she liked to delegate.

eyes, he explained with a

How could she face Derick

a jerk!" she

did she know, her flushed face and anger only

he

his actions were anything but. He was assertive

hands clutching

a knock came at the bedroom

Ma'am, Miss Jiang

and she pushed against Everett's chest. "Everett, stop it Get

time Joy walked in on them, the embarrassment nearly killed her. She wasn't about

help but laugh in

as he glared

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