Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 233

Chapter 233

Wedding.

His breath was warm against her ear, and just the mention of that word sent her heart racing. Selena found herself staring at his handsome face. His face was so close she could reach out and touch it. Her fingers lightly traced the contours of his features. "Are you serious?"

How could she not dream of a proper wedding with him? Ever since her early teens, she loved watching romantic dramas and imagining her own perfect wedding someday.

When she married Everett, she'd hinted at it, sometimes subtly, sometimes not so much. But he never took the bait. Now, here he was, bringing it up himself.

"Yeah."

Everett shrugged casually. "It'd make Grandpa happy. He's always wanted to be the one to officiate our wedding."

Ah, so it was for Grandpa...

Selena understood Everett's loyalty to his family, but she couldn't help feeling a bit let down. She didn't want to seem childish or demanding, so she looked down, trying to hide her feelings. Everett, of course, noticed. He gently lifted her chin, making her meet his gaze.

Selena couldn't look away, her lashes fluttering nervously.

adding with

on Selena that he'd known all along. He was just teasing her. She felt both annoyed and bashful,

"I'm going to bed."

vanity and headed to the bed,

didn't stop her. He leaned casually against the vanity, arms crossed, his dark eyes following her every move. "Mrs. Bennett, are you really going

Their earlier closeness had clearly affected him, the evidence peeking

leaving her exhausted. Having only been with him, Selena had no one else to compare to. She was

Selena decided to pretend to be asleep, ignoring his words. She climbed into bed, lay stiffly, and

it more convincing, she even let out a

her exaggerated performance, chuckled, and

found her

acted like a

be the gentleman instead of the

to cool down, and came

was genuinely asleep, her peaceful face

into bed, wrapped an arm around her, inhaled the soft scent of her body wash,

up the next morning, Everett was gone. But a fresh

his

morning mischief.

makeup, she shook her head in mock