Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 245

Selena gently placed her hand on her stomach, a wave of anxiety washing over her. Could she really be... pregnant? No way, that can't be it!

They'd always been careful, taking all the necessary precautions. It couldn't just happen out of the blue, right? More likely, she was just exhausted. Everett had kept her up half the night, and she'd spent the whole afternoon running around looking at venues. She was simply worn out.

She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down.

When she stepped out, there was Everett, casually leaning against the wall, smoking a cigarette. With one hand in his pocket and the other holding the cigarette, he looked effortlessly cool. It was hard to look away.

A few girls nearby were sneaking photos of him with their phones, eyes gleaming with excitement.

One of the bolder ones approached and struck up a conversation. "Hey, handsome, did anyone ever tell you you look just like someone?"

Everett lazily lifted an eyebrow, "Oh yeah? Who's that?"

She made a heart with her hands. "Like the man of my dreams!"

Everett smirked.

Sensing her chance, she pulled out her phone. "Mind swapping numbers?"

Everett, noticing Selena out of the corner of his eye, instinctively stubbed out his cigarette and nodded her way.

replied smoothly. "Otherwise, I'll be

have had "devoted husband" written across his

suddenly awkward, she realized there was

eyes focusing on her face. Noticing her pale lips, he spoke

The hospital?

a jolt of panic but kept her voice steady.

playfully punched his chest. "You're the one who kept

it diverted

took her hand, kissed it lightly, and teased, "Mrs. Bennett, you were the

could outdo Everett

flushed a deep red, replacing her earlier

unwell, they skipped dinner at the mall

forced herself to eat half a

his study, and

had bought several

tests,

and

a

test at every little sign.

she finally found one and held it tightly in