Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 225

The mention of those words seemed to trigger a flood of unpleasant memories for Everett. His expression turned icy, his gaze on her sharp and deliberately provoking.

"I want it now. Isn't that what you're here for, or are you being choosy all of a sudden?"

His words were harsh, leaving her feeling exposed and embarrassed.

Selena wasn't sure if his words were what stung or if she just felt unjustly treated, but tears welled up in her eyes. Yet, stubborn as ever, she was determined to stick to the path she had chosen.

She sniffed, fighting back the bitterness, quickly wiping her tears away and regaining her composure.

"Alright."

Her voice came out raspy as she said it. She shifted slightly, opened a drawer, and took out a condom.

She even managed a customer-service-like smile at him. "Mr. Bennett, let me assist you."

the package, kneeling

this was

Although her obedience and gentleness were everything he had wanted, seeing her so subdued irritated

and had stayed in a hotel alone. He realized he missed the physical connection with Selena but

knowing Selena would see them. He secretly hoped she would call him out

approached her at

Instead, she said she and Everett were no longer in love,

if she took her

just a possession to be handed over as she

words haunted him. His pride was hurt, so he had someone bring him

to assert himself, to make her realize her mistake, to plead for forgiveness, and to

her service

because she no

to please him were just to meet that quota of a

hand, his anger evident. "Selena, weren't you going to give me a