Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

As soon as Selena spoke, she noticed Everett tense up, a sarcastic smirk tugging at her lips.

After a brief silence, Everett's low voice broke through, trying to dodge the real issue. "She won't be bothering us anymore."

With that offhand remark, he thought he could brush aside the past wounds.

Selena's emotions flared up anyway. She turned to face him, tilting her head back to meet his eyes. "Everett, if you can't fix this, stop pretending to care with crocodile tears!"

"Mateo having you as a dad would be a disaster. Honestly, I'm relieved he never came into this world!"

She felt a deep sorrow and anger for her unborn child. Margot lost her child and he lost his temper, going as far as choking her in public. But what about her child?

Unloved and deemed insignificant, was that how it was?

Did her child deserve such neglect?

you, thinking about having another kid, Everett, do you really deserve that? Kids are living beings, not your

child. If you've got any conscience left,

with disgust, his lips pressed into a tight line. He looked at Selena, her eyes full of loathing and bitterness, and felt his heart split in

he wondered if they'd really reached the

He was still as dashing and aloof as ever, while she had been worn down by the marriage... The once vibrant flower had long withered, shrouded in darkness. Loving someone is like tending to a flower; she hadn't felt an ounce of love, deprived of

just a desperate

away. The rain poured down harder, soaking

stop, determinedly moving

the stormy sky, watching her

had been carved out, the cold wind whistling through, chilling

fleeting doubt and tenderness vanished

couldn't let go, couldn't stand to watch

she were to wither, she'd have to do it in

she chose to marry him, to become Mrs. Bennett, she was bound to see