Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 391

His lips twisted into a cruel smirk as he said, "Mrs. Bennett, once I wrap up this busy spell, we'll head to the island to start trying for a baby." If it weren't for his current commitments, they'd already be on a plane by now. Hearing this, Selena, though her eyes were shut tight, forced them open. Her voice was ragged, tinged with the echo of tears, "I'm not going anywhere!"

Everett might have let out a soft chuckle, though it was hard to tell. He wasn't seeking her consent; he was merely laying down the law.

Before long, his footsteps faded away, and the door slammed shut, leaving silence in his wake.

Selena spent a good while gathering herself on the sofa before managing to drag her weary legs back to her room. She ran a hot bath and sank into it, hoping the warmth would soothe her fears. Without her medication, the fear of getting pregnant lingered heavily. Steam curled up, blurring her tear-streaked face, each droplet a testament to her turmoil.

After that day, Everett didn't come back, and Selena found herself locked up once more. This time was even harsher than before. Previously, Ava had been there, providing companionship and conversation. Now, she was utterly alone.

Meals appeared at set times, left in the dining room without any interaction. All her devices were confiscated, and the pills she'd hidden in her phone case were crushed to dust.

kept their distance, making

understood that after

or bribe them Not

her awake

amplifying her awareness of time stretching endlessly, each

whenever she was awake, just for a hint of sound, though she barely

until today, when a piece

and clearly past her health struggles. She's just signed an endorsement deal with Bennett Corporation's new mega-mall,

point in her career."

and Margot together at public events, looking every bit

hands clenched into

the one playing games? He took her to the mall's grand opening, then handed the endorsement to Margot, his mistress, right under her nose.