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.

could fix it, it was no

scoffed at the idea while working on it, as Selena kept chattering away and offering

another, and they ended up in the bedroom, leaving the rocking horse unfinished. Now, with the child gone, the rocking horse remained

the hammer and nails to finish assembling the rocking horse.

and meticulously engraved "Mateo" on the side of the rocking horse. As he carved the last stroke, he accidentally nicked his finger

even notice, gently touching the rocking horse, which

small figure riding it, smiling

him. Everett's brows knitted

a

corners of his

pain felt tangible. He had lost someone dear yet again. Leaning against the wall, he

open, letting in a breeze that played with his

ring shattered the silence. Everett wiped