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?

each word, "And you, thinking about having another kid, Everett, do

alone a child. If you've got any conscience left, you'd

face twisted 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

wondered if they'd really reached the end, if he

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 vibrant flower had long withered, shrouded in darkness. Loving someone is like tending to a flower; she hadn't felt an ounce

escape was just

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

she didn't stop, determinedly moving further away from

his eyes darker than the stormy

inside him had been carved out, the cold

and tenderness vanished

to watch Selena walk away like

were to wither, she'd have to do

When she chose to marry him, to