Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

After what should've been a leisurely hour and a half drive, Everett managed to turn it into a hair-raising forty-minute race, bringing the car to a screeching halt with a sound that could wake the dead. Selena, thrown forward by the sudden stop, shot him a glare that could cut glass. Damn him, that infuriating man was acting up again!

Everett, in the driver's seat, wore a stormy look, his eyes as cold as ice. He didn't even bother to glance at her, his lips barely moving as he bit out, "Get out!"

With a scoff, Selena unbuckled her seatbelt, stepped out, and slammed the door with a force that rattled the windows.

In seconds, Everett floored the gas pedal, leaving her in a cloud of dust.

Even as her silhouette grew smaller in the rearview mirror, he could still feel the chill of her icy indifference.

His patience was running on fumes.

For almost two months now, since she started her postpartum recovery, he'd been by her side every single day, sharing meals and the bed, trying his hardest to lift her spirits. Yet, she still clung to her resentment. Handling the idiots outside was enough of a headache without her constant mood swings.

His pride wouldn't let him keep groveling. If she couldn't be the comfort he needed, there were plenty more out there who could! Did she really think she was irreplaceable? Just spoiled, that's all! A sarcastic smirk flashed in Everett's eyes.

picked it up to see a message from Margot: "Everett, this cold snap caught me

face remained impassive; Margot had been behaving recently, following the doctor's orders and keeping

toss his phone

set

you? I've come to terms with everything. We can just be friends and act like it. I won't think about things shouldn't anymore. If...your wife needs an explanation,

line for a moment before he quickly typed back,

times already. Did Selena ever

turned green, and he tossed the phone aside, gunning the engine as he made

...

didn't make it home that night, the first time he'd

the untouched bed when she woke up the next morning. After a brief pause, she

for breakfast, she realized the usual newspaper and magazines