Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 314

In the stillness of the night, the twelfth floor was hauntingly quiet. The nurse at the front desk had dozed off, making it easy for Selena to slip towards the patient rooms. Only two massive suites were on this floor-one was empty, and the other had a nameplate with Margot's name on it. Selena knew Everett had reserved the entire floor for Margot, ensuring she could carry through her pregnancy in peace until the baby arrived. But seeing it all laid out in front of her was another thing entirely-it hit hard.

Trying to calm herself with deep breaths, Selena reminded herself she was six months pregnant; there was no room for mistakes. She was here for the truth. She couldn't keep playing the fool, kept in the dark. No matter how much it hurt, she needed clarity. The door to Margot's room was slightly ajar, spilling a gentle light into the hallway, as if no one expected visitors. Selena cautiously peeked inside, her heart racing, her breath caught in her throat.

Inside, Margot was nestled against the headboard, gazing with pure affection at Everett. He was sitting by her side, spooning porridge into her mouth. On the elevator ride up, Selena had imagined countless scenarios, but never one so tender and serene. They seemed just like any other couple, with Margot expecting their child and Everett by her side, caring for her. The sight cut deep into Selena's heart. If it had been just a fling, it wouldn't have stung so much. But his love for Margot was genuine. Otherwise, why would someone like Mr. Everett, with his stature, humble himself like this? It suddenly became clear to Selena that his kindness and care weren't solely for her-they extended to Margot too.

Everett's words echoed in her mind: he had promised not to see Margot again. Yet, here was the stark, bitter irony of reality. Selena leaned on the wall for support, trying to steady herself.

After Margot finished the porridge,

the bowl aside and

he smoothly rolled

deep, "It's late.

and pleaded, "Everett, it's been over a month since you last came. Can't you

creased slightly. Margot's grip tightened, panic flashing in her eyes, "The baby will be here soon. We need

mounting emotions

monitors tracking her vitals. Everett's eyes darkened, and he sat back down, looking directly

long as you're here, I know I can bring our baby into

sculpture in the hallway, causing a soft noise. Even though it was faint, it was unmistakable in the night's silence. "Who's out there?" Everett's voice rang out, cool and