Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 343

Maybe it was the guilt, or maybe it was just pity.

No matter how you slice it, Selena was carrying his child, and she'd risked her life for it more than once.

She'd stopped trying to push him away because she knew she didn't stand a chance against his strength, and fighting back might only rile him up even more.

But... she knew exactly where to hit him where it hurt.

Her voice cut through his dreamy thoughts about the future like a knife. "Mr. Everett, if you're here with me, what about your darling sweetheart?"

She tilted her head up from his embrace, a hint of a smirk playing on her lips. "Margot can't survive without you now. Aren't you worried she might try to harm herself again, or worse?" The warmth in his expression vanished in an instant, replaced by impatience and irritation.

He struggled to keep his voice steady, "Can we not talk about her?"

If she hadn't kept harping on about Margot, maybe Margot's child wouldn't have been lost. Maybe theirs wouldn't have been lost either. On this score, she was wrong!

He was tired of fighting over this, but she kept dragging it back up!

Selena sneered internally.

her sore spots, but she

didn't

him back. This

almost flat, "Just because I don't mention her, doesn't

"You'd

wouldn't be

believe in 'out

out of mind'."

like

hitting right where

his lips pressing into a tight, cold

Since Selena was in her postnatal confinement, the window was shut. He opened it just

a moment, he snapped the window shut, turned back to Selena, and looked down at her, his voice icy as he questioned her. "Why do you keep bringing up this outsider and picking fights

many times do I have to explain? Aren't you sick of it? Because

maybe you just don't care, and you're using this as an excuse to cut ties with me and shack up with