Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 219

The woman in his arms was soft and warm, her faint bodywash scent calming his restless mood. Sensing his tension, she gently pushed him back, offering a soothing touch.

Selena straddled his waist, leaning down to plant kisses on his chest. His breath grew heavier, hands gripping her smooth shoulders. He got caught up in the moment and felt a bit disoriented. Her moves were somewhat clumsy, yet she carried them out with a kind of natural grace, like she was following a well-rehearsed script. Her eyes were filled with a resolute focus. Everett's body responded quickly, heating up, the warmth pressing against her lower back. Leaning closer, Selena whispered in his ear, "Do you like this?"

Her question was like a bucket of cold water, shocking Everett back to clarity. He opened his eyes, meeting hers, and let out a dry laugh. Was this intimacy or just ticking off a checklist? He felt like he was begging for attention in his own home.

In the next instant, Selena found herself spun beneath him, his dark eyes burning with a confusing anger. His grip on her shoulders was tight and painful.

Everett glared at her, spitting out his words. "Selena, what a perfect little Mrs. Bennett you make, huh? Should I give you a medal for your efforts?"

Selena could see he was upset, but for the life of her, she couldn't figure out why. She had been ignoring her own feelings, trying to be the wife he wanted. She thought she'd been doing everything right, but he still seemed dissatisfied. This time, she held his gaze, filled with confusion, "Everett, I don't understand you. I really don't."

do you actually want?

lips a thin line, his eyes still burning

he never truly liked her. No matter what she did, he always found something wrong. She couldn't compare to

and it had nothing

It meant her freedom

got up, dressed, and left, slamming the door

spent countless nights alone, initiallycrying in her sleep, only to wake and find her pillow wet with tears. Over time, she became numb and just tried to do better hoping he'd

lying alone in the big bed, she felt a slight unease, but

...

streets like a shadow. Everett arrived at Jaime's bar, tossed the keys to the valet, and headed straight for

the boss. Jaime, who was enjoying a rafe night