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."

package, kneeling on the bed and leaning forward to

hers, and since this was unavoidable, she

everything he had wanted, seeing her so

stayed in a hotel alone. He realized he missed the

would see them. He secretly hoped she would call him out on it, but she remained silent, as if she

approached her

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

she took

Everett just a possession to

indifferent words haunted

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

service was

she no longer

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

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