Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 187

Everett's fingers moved slowly, peeling away Selena's dress with a casual grace, as the fireworks occasionally lit up the night sky, casting a glow on her face. Her cheeks were flushed, her nose red, and her lips a deep crimson, giving her a vulnerable look that tugged at

his heart, making him want to envelop her with affection.

But then, he noticed the tears welling up in her dark eyes, and she spoke again, her voice tinged with sobs. "Everett, you jerk!"

Yep, he was indeed a jerk. Everett's head dipped closer to her, his thoughts a little muddled. As she heard the click of his belt unbuckling, her body tensed, and tears began to roll down her cheeks uncontrollably. "Everett, you just love to mess with me!"

Her voice was even more hoarse, as if she had been through endless torment. Everett felt an odd pang in his heart, like a bee sting, as he propped himself up and gently brushed away her tears with his fingertips.

He chuckled, teasing, "I haven't even started it yet, and you're already in tears. If I actually did, would we have a flood on our hands?"

His eyes twinkled with a deeper meaning as he hinted, "You're really made of water, aren't you?"

the warmth of his breath or his words that made her ear turn a vivid shade of red. She was not one for such shamelessness, and pretended not to hear or understand him, but Everett wasn't about to let her off that easily. He gently pinched her cheek, making her meet his gaze. His words were

his name? Selena wasn't sure what game he was playing,

shook his head. "Nope.

he prompted, "Like you used to

She even had different tones: higher tones were for cheerful times, lower tones were for sad times, long sweet drawl were for playful times, and during sensual moments, she sounded tender.

from a place

Everett,

intimate.

it was like completing a task. Yet now, for some reason, she couldn't quite manage it. Her lips moved several times, but the word "honey" stayed lodged in her throat. Everett, not satisfied, pinched her nose. "Not even a single endearing word for me. How can I

"Everett, just get on with it. You don't need to need find

word, huh?" Everett said, but he wasn't really angry. In the end, he softened, pulled her up, and helped

dark eyes gleamed with determination. "One day, you'll call me willingly, and you'll be the one clinging

adjusted her clothes, getting off his lap with

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