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."

She tore open the package, kneeling on the bed and leaning forward to put it on

was hers, and since this was unavoidable, she chose

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

home all week and had stayed in a hotel alone. He realized he missed the physical connection with Selena but couldn't stand

would call him out on it, but

Nadia approached her at

suggesting she step aside, Selena didn't lash out. Instead, she said she and Everett were no longer in love, that she was tired

she took her

possession to be handed over

Selena's indifferent words haunted

assert himself, to make her realize

service was

she no

as Mrs. Bennett, his wife. Her compliance and attempts to please him were

"Selena, weren't you