Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 444

The sun was already high in the sky when Selena finally woke up. The guy had really worn her out, leaving her feeling so spent that she couldn't get up right away. She lay there, trying to gather herself.

Beside her, the bed was empty, so she slowly turned her eyes, stiff from sleep, to check out the room. Over on the sofa, a man lounged back in a bathrobe, his gaze fixed thoughtfully on a light gray sweater that was sitting on the coffee table. His chin rested on his hand, deep in thought.

Selena snapped to full alertness, her dark eyes narrowing as every bit of tiredness vanished. His arrival the day before had been unexpected, and things had gotten tense quickly. She hadn't had a moment to clean up, and now it seemed he had seen the evidence. That guy, Everett, was sharp as a tack. If he started suspecting something...

Feeling her gaze, Everett turned his head and met her eyes, which were filled with uncertainty.

"Awake?"

His voice was cool, giving nothing away. "Go wash up, then come have breakfast."

Selena, feeling a bit guilty, avoided his eyes, taking a deep breath. She wrapped herself in the bathrobe waiting beside the bed and headed to the bathroom.

off the sleep and calm her racing thoughts, then slowly made

had already been delivered, filling the table with a spread of Chinese dishes, each one more tempting

taking it

been away for a while, and knowing how much you love your food, I figured you might be missing some home flavors. So, I had Alex find a Chinese chef to whip up these dishes for you. Give them a try." Everett rarely explained himself like this. His

out a chair for her in a gentlemanly

eyes. His belated thoughtfulness didn't

joy on her face, which bugged him a bit. He thought back to how bright her smile had been when she thought she'd be

got under his skin. But instead of losing his temper, he just frowned slightly and eased

the baby needs to

for eating, but she'd rather dig into her meal than lock eyes with him in some awkward stare-off. Plus, eating gave her something to focus on

wasn't to Everett's liking, or maybe it was something else, but he only picked at his food before pouring himself a glass of red wine and sipping it slowly. Even though she wasn't looking directly at him, Selena could feel

she finished eating, he finally spoke,