Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 360

Her blunt honesty caught Derick off guard, making him leap to his feet, flustered and panicked, his words stumbling over each other.

"Ma'am... you, you want this..." he stammered.

Selena lowered her gaze, letting her thick lashes hide the emotions in her eyes, as her voice lightly brushed over old wounds.

"What happened to my first child, Derick, you witnessed it all. I just can't bear to go through that again."

Derick found himself silenced once more, guilt gnawing at him. If only he had insisted on telling Mr. Everett about her condition that day, maybe the accident could have been avoided, and the child could have made it safely into the world. But his loyalty was to Mr. Everett, and helping Selena would have been crossing a line. After a pause, Derick bowed slightly and said, "Ma'am, I should be going."

Without waiting for her reply, he turned and left, his retreating figure carrying a hint of hasty escape.

a flock of birds soared

Later that evening.

leaning back into his leather chair. He slipped off his gold-rimmed glasses and rubbed his weary eyes. After a moment, he headed back to

sight. Everett raised an eyebrow, figuring she might have gone downstairs for a glass of water or some warm milk, her usual remedy for sleepless

his shower, she was still nowhere to be found. Was

his towel, tightened the belt on his robe, and

few minutes later, he arrived at the basement home cinema, and there she was, curled up

dim, and the screen's glow played across her delicate features in flickering patterns, making it hard to read her expression. Everett walked over, plopping down beside her, and lazily asked, "What's got you so

didn't even blink, clearly

unable to sleep, she had randomly chosen a foreign film to distract

movie itself. Her silence didn't bother him; he