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?

for their baby's arrival, thinking Mr. Everett had truly turned a new leaf and was ready for family life. But here they were

say something comforting, but nothing seemed right.

...

waited and waited at the villa, but Everett didn't come back. She tried calling, texting, but

closed her eyes,

blood everywhere-a chilling sight. Then a doctor warning

only kept you around to see you and

shook her head fiercely, unwilling to accept that the man

the baby, let her stay, even listened to the baby's movements with his head on her belly. His study was packed with parenting books, and together,

that be just a

lost track of time-was it three days, five days, a week? Each day dragged on endlessly, a heavy weight on her