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?

shirt, and spat out each word, "And you, thinking about having another kid, Everett, do you really deserve that? Kids are living

alone a child. If you've got any conscience

a tight line. He looked at Selena, her eyes full of

they'd really reached the

silence. She looked at the man she once loved dearly. He was still as dashing and aloof as ever, while she had been worn down by the marriage... The once

to escape was just a

disheartened, Selena turned and walked away. The rain poured down harder, soaking her face, and clothes,

determinedly moving

eyes darker than the stormy sky,

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

fleeting doubt and tenderness vanished

to watch

wither, she'd have to

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