Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 238

Selena found herself lost in his deep, dark eyes, feeling her heart flutter wildly. A soft blush crept onto her cheeks as she nodded. "I didn't mean anything by it. I just want you to be happy." The young man offered a slight, almost shy smile, "I am happy, thank you."

"If we ever cross paths again, I'll remember you."

Pushing past her shyness, Selena met his gaze with determination and sincerity, "I'm Selena."

But later, when she became his wife, the warmth in his eyes had turned cold. It was like he'd forgotten her completely. His heart and mind were consumed by Margot.

She had waited and hoped for so long. He had been the hero of her dreams when her heart first began to stir. How could she come to terms with such disappointment?

When Everett whispered to her about redoing their wedding ceremony, she couldn't help but feel a surge of joy.

She thought, maybe just maybe they might stumble into growing old together.

Selena picked up her phone again, took a deep breath, and sent him a message anyway.

[Everett, come to the bridal shop when you're done. I'll be waiting.]

he'd be back, and

he returned, she wouldn't mind if he'd been with Margot

and was replaced, only to cool again, as the evening wore

couldn't resist whispering

Rumor had it that Mrs. Bennett wasn't favored, that Mr. Everett had someone else in his heart. Unfortunately, Josh's disapproval had stopped Everett from marrying

the couple all lovey-dovey in the morning and thought the rumors were false. But now,

his bride in the middle of trying on wedding dresses and not

manager overheard

to keep their thoughts to themselves. Mr.

important clients, and regardless of the messy emotions in high society, what mattered most

threw her way. Her hands

vanished into thin air, with no reply, and Everett

sky was split by terrifying lightning, followed by the roar

approached gently, "Mrs. Bennett, it looks like it's about to pour, and it's getting late. We're about

words were meant to be

glanced at the clock on the wall.

another night of waiting in vain