Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 242

Lately, Everett had been feeling stressed, seeking warmth and comfort from Selena and not wanting to deal with her icy demeanor.

With this in mind, he skillfully navigated the situation. His slender fingers gently lifted Selena's chin, a playful smirk dancing on his lips. "Mrs. Bennett, are you keeping tabs on me?"

They were three years into their marriage, so Selena knew him well enough.

She could tell he was dodging her questions and didn't want to explain-or maybe he thought it wasn't worth it.

Fine then.

Selena wrapped her arms around his neck, taking the lead to smooth things over. "I know you've been busy with work. I'm not the type of wife who needs her husband around all the time. I get it. Leave the wedding planning to me; I'll manage." With that kind of understanding, how could anyone not adore her?

Everett pulled her closer, rewarding her with a soft kiss. "You're such a good girl."

"Anything you need to discuss with Derick, just let me know. I'll make sure you're happy."

See?

Men, after a little wandering, often came back home with a temporary sense of guilt and treated their wives a bit better.

"Mhm."

antiseptic still clinging to him. Her lips curled up in a smile, but

until their six-month

more months,

had already crushed her dreams of a wedding; she wouldn't dream of having

night, while Everett was still holed up in his study, Selena took a quick shower and

as she settled

a shower in the guest bathroom, he strolled into the room, towel-drying his hair with

flicked to her

the

. "Mrs. Bennett, calling

and he raised an

it a

night already?"

wasn't even midnight, very unlike her usual night

not to hear, closing her eyes

and made his way to the bed,

lay with her back to him, her slender shoulders and elegant shoulder blades catching the dim light. Her

en

definitely blessed in the legs

Everett feel the heat rise