Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 323

The words seemed to vanish into thin air. Everett kept walking, not stopping or saying a word. As they left the hospital, the sky had turned a deep, starless shade, the night air feeling heavy and suffocating. Derick pulled the car up, opened the door for her, and gently helped her inside. The car eased into the flow of traffic.

Selena turned her head, gazing out the window at the bustling city streets, the dazzling neon lights, the lively vibe all around. Everything appeared as it always did-calm and beautiful. Yet, inside, she felt her world had shattered. Her hand rested on her swollen belly, and before she knew it, a tear slipped out, splashing onto the back of her hand. She tried to wipe it away, but they just kept coming.

The scenes outside blurred away, leaving only the memory of Everett, his eyes red with anger, his grip tight around her, saying, "Are you happy now?"

"I never want to see you again, do you get that?"

Derick watched Selena silently cry through the rearview mirror, feeling a deep sadness himself. How did it all fall apart so quickly?

seen Mr. Everett and his wife, so joyful and excited for their baby's arrival, thinking Mr. Everett had truly turned a new leaf and was ready for

but nothing seemed right. At times like this,

...

at the villa, but Everett didn't come

Every time she closed her

the ground, blood everywhere-a chilling sight. Then a doctor warning her about the risks if she didn't consider termination soon, saying both

mocking voice, "Selena, Everett's only kept you around to see you and the baby gone for

fiercely, unwilling to accept

baby's movements with his head on her belly. His study was packed with parenting books, and together, they had named the

be just a

She lost track of time-was it three days, five days, a week? Each day