Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 247

Everett's hand was just about to touch Selena's when his phone blared to life, cutting through the moment like a cold shower.

Everett paused, giving Selena the chance to gently push him away. "Everett, who's calling at this hour? Is it something urgent? You'd better pick it up."

It was barely past six in the morning-definitely not the usual time for calls.

With a slight hesitation, Everett released Selena and headed out of the room.

Only when he was out of sight did the tension in Selena's chest start to ease. That was close... too close.

Afraid that Everett might unexpectedly return, Selena quickly grabbed a few facial wipes and wrapped up the pregnancy test before tossing it in the trash. To be extra cautious, she threw in some perfume and shower gel bottles on top, hoping to cover her tracks. Everett was a stickler for cleanliness, so she doubted he'd dig through the trash.

Leaning against the wall, she took a few deep breaths. Once the guilt and nerves subsided, she stepped out of the room.

had just hung up the call and turned to face her. "Selena, I've got to head to the office for a meeting. If you're

home with her, but an

around his neck, putting on her best caring-wife act.

unable to resist, wrapped his arms around her waist, peppering her with kisses. "I suddenly don't want to leave,"

hand away. "Mr. Everett,

I

be late! I

of office gossip again! That'd be

been going into work late with suspicious marks on

painting her as some kind of enchantress who had bewitched Everett, a man previously thought immune to such earthly

being interrupted, Everett gave her a playful nip on the

jump at any chance to do something for him. Now, it seemed he was the one who couldn't get enough

closet, he'd returned in a huff, scaring poor

wanted to get him out the