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.

could poke at her sore spots, but

didn't work

her hands on his chest and gently pushed him back. This time,

steady, almost flat, "Just because I don't mention her, doesn't mean she's

"You'd

wouldn't

believe in

out of mind'."

like

were sharp, hitting right where it

face darkened, his lips pressing into

stood and walked over to the window. Since Selena was in her postnatal confinement, the window was shut. He opened it just a crack, letting a bit of the outside

her, his voice icy as he questioned her. "Why do

have to explain? Aren't you

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