Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 315

She turned and headed deeper into the corridor.

When Everett stepped out, he thought he caught a glimpse of a shadow flitting by, but he couldn't be sure. With Margot close to her due date, he couldn't risk another blunder like before. He lengthened his stride, moving in that direction. After taking a sharp turn, Selena found herself cornered with nowhere left to run. She pressed against the wall, hands over her mouth to muffle any sound, silently hoping Everett wouldn't come her way. But those footsteps kept getting closer, each step clearer than the last.

Selena could almost feel Everett just seconds away from turning the corner, her heart pounding in her chest.

"Mr. Everett, is everything okay?" a nurse's voice suddenly broke the tension.

Everett stopped and turned to see the nurse behind him, surprise flickering in his eyes. "Was that you outside just now?"

"Yes," the nurse nodded, "I saw the monitor flashing an alert, so I hurried over. Then I saw you heading this way and thought you might be lost, so I wanted to check."

Her story made sense, easing Everett's suspicion a bit, but an uneasy feeling still lingered. After a moment, he asked, "Have you been at the front desk this whole time? Did you see anyone else come in?"

nurse paused, then replied confidently, "Mr. Everett, it's the middle of the night. Apart from you, I haven't seen

it might not even be

but didn't push further, waving her back

got into a taxi. As the car pulled away, the driver glanced at her through the rearview mirror. Seeing her tear-streaked face and rounded belly, he couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy. He ventured gently, "Ma'am, don't be too down. Most men aren't worth the heartache, and a guy who cheats when you're pregnant

felt wasn't so much sadness

chance, only to hand Everett the

to Margot; he could never let her go, yet he couldn't let go of Selena either, wanting to

he juggled it all,

tilted her head back slightly, taking deep breaths, refusing to

feelings for her were genuine. What kind of sincerity can you expect from a man

any, it wasn't

to bed, hoping for some rest, only to be jolted awake by. waves

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stress and would soon pass, but the