Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 345

Ava's eyes filled with tears, hot and immediate.

What a gem of a wife she is! How could Mr. Everett be so heartless to her? Some men are just dogs, plain and simple!

Everett wandered into the study, a room he hadn't visited in ages. The desk was still piled high with all sorts of parenting books. In one lonely corner sat an unfinished rocking horse.

That horse... It was from the time he went with Selena for her sixth prenatal check-up. The baby was thriving, and in the ultrasound room, they could make out the tiny outline on the screen. Selena was over the moon, chatting non-stop about who the baby might take after. He wasn't fussed about who the baby might resemble; with their looks, the kid would be a stunner no matter what. But he loved riling Selena up, claiming the child would definitely look like him-after all, the Bennett family genes were strong.

Selena wouldn't let it slide, insisting the baby would favor her, with her looks shining through. The debate led them to the mall to pick out a gift for the baby. Selena instantly fell for the rocking horse, and they brought it home.

That night, she plopped down on the carpet with tools in hand, ready to assemble it. It was a job for nails and a hammer-tough and a bit risky, but she was all in, determined to do it herself.

After wrapping up a video meeting, he found her struggling and couldn't resist stepping in. He took the tools from her, joining her in this silly, yet endearing task.

the sweat. If money could fix it, it was no big deal.

had scoffed at the idea while working on it, as Selena kept chattering away and offering unwanted advice. She was so relentless that

and they ended up in the bedroom, leaving the rocking

sleeves slowly, sat down, and picked up the hammer and nails to finish assembling the rocking horse. This time, he took

small carving knife and meticulously engraved "Mateo" on the side of the

rocking horse, which began to

figure riding it,

him. Everett's brows knitted

and a

in the corners

that moment, the pain felt tangible. He had lost someone dear yet again. Leaning

was open, letting in a breeze that played with

sudden ring shattered the silence. Everett