Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 452

Margot's words snapped him back to reality. He rubbed his tired brow, sidestepping her question with one of his own. "What time is it?" Margot blinked at the unexpected question, but checked her phone anyway. "It's just midnight," she replied.

Midnight.

Everett lifted his gaze, casting a sideways glance at her, his tone indifferent. "William's birthday is over, then."

Margot wished she could've bitten off her own tongue. She should've said it was half past eleven.

Ignoring her thoughts, he spoke again, "It's late. You should head back and rest. Time heals all wounds. If you need anything, call Alex."

Margot caught the drift. Despite her injuries, he wasn't going to stay; he was itching to get back to Selena.

Just because she's pregnant again, does that make her so special?

Every woman can have kids. If he wanted, she could give him a dozen! She wouldn't take him for granted like Selena, always at odds with him, always causing trouble. He's been so busy and worn out lately, and it tugged at her heart. Did Selena give a damn?

It wasn't fair to Everett, or to her!

with her child gone, all she had left was Everett's lingering regret and yearning, which he projected

keep her temper in check, be gentle, understanding, if she wanted to stay in his

words carefully, looking a bit downcast. "Everett, are you off to

clearly feeling she'd

I'm just concerned as a friend. Honestly, is it wise to spoil your wife like this

care where you are, it means she doesn't care

her hand away

butler, chosen by Derick and knowing well who his

frustration passing

had hit

and accustomed to admiration, wouldn't stoop for

there was tension between him and Selena,

warm smile, gently saying, "Everett,

her into the wheelchair and wheel

of missed calls and messages, but not one from his wife! A

an hour later, the