Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Callum stepped up to the hospital bed, checking in on Selena. He gently reassured the doctor, "Don't worry, I'll take full responsibility for Mrs. Bennett's situation. You're not on the hook for this one." The doctor, who had been on edge, finally felt a wave of relief wash over him. With someone else shouldering the blame, he could breathe easy again.

Callum gazed at Selena's frail form with a heavy heart. He gently held her cold hand, his voice soft and tender, as if she were made of glass. "Selena, just relax and rest. I've got your secret covered." While a nurse was off trying to get Everett's private number, he happened to overhear the situation and rushed over as soon as he learned about Selena's accident. Thankfully, he made it just in time.

Selena knew Callum was a man of his word, always reliable. She felt a wave of gratitude and whispered a faint, "Thank you..." before allowing herself to drift back into unconsciousness.

...

Selena felt like she was trapped in a fog, with a voice calling out to her, "Mummy, mummy..." Was it her baby? She strained her eyes, desperate to find her little one.

"Where are you, baby? Mummy's here!" she called out.

Suddenly, a little marshmallow of a child appeared, sitting on the ground, crying as if abandoned. Her heart clenched with pain, and she hurried towards the child. But as she got closer, it turned and ran into the dark mist, ignoring her calls. Watching the tiny figure disappear into the fog, Selena let out a heart-wrenching cry. "Baby!"

She jolted awake, gasping for breath, drenched in sweat, her eyes wide with fear and loss.

"Selena, what's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?" Everett's deep, concerned voice reached her ears. His large, warm hand enveloped hers, bringing a sense of security that calmed her racing heart.

slowly focused, taking in Everett's handsome face, and she felt her eyes well up with tears. He was her closest love, the one she longed to confide in, to seek comfort from. But she... couldn't find the words. Despite the turmoil inside, she had to keep it

sensing her low

discomfort causing it. His heart ached as he asked in a husky tone, "Selena, is your head bothering you again? Don't worry, I'll get the

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