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?

restrain herself, she slapped him again, grabbing his shirt, and spat out each word, "And you, thinking about having another kid, Everett, do you

a child. If you've got any

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

reached the end, if he should just... let

by the marriage... The once vibrant flower had long withered, shrouded in darkness. Loving someone is like tending

urge to escape was just a desperate

and walked away. The rain poured down harder, soaking

she didn't stop, determinedly moving further

stood frozen, his eyes darker than the stormy sky, watching her retreating figure. It felt

him had been carved out, the cold wind

doubt and

let go, couldn't stand to watch Selena walk away like

if she were to wither, she'd have

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