Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 454

Divorce?

Everett's eyes flickered with a touch of impatience. A bit of jealousy or a small tantrum from her was no big deal, but having the word "divorce" always on her lips was genuinely unsettling.

Having just brought her back, he wasn't in the mood for another fight. Acting as if he hadn't heard her, he reached out, pulling her back into his arms, holding her firmly against him. He gently stroked her hair as if she were a cherished pet, feeling the softness beneath his fingers. With patience, he coaxed, "After everything that went down today, aren't you exhausted?" "Let's sort it out tomorrow. For now, let's just get some sleep, alright?"

"Even if you're wide awake, our little Haley needs her rest, sweetheart..."

Forced onto his shoulder, Selena felt a deep chill within her.

Even now, in his eyes, she was just being unreasonable, dramatic, a diva seeking attention. To him, she was just a canary in a gilded cage, someone he showered with wealth and glory, yet he never truly saw her for who she was. Sure, a woman only interested in his money or status would probably love this life, but that wasn't her.

It wasn't that she was above money or didn't care for it, but from the start, she wanted his love, his affection. This relationship had become a source of immense pain, and if she didn't fight back, she'd drown in this mess.

She wanted to rescue herself, and she wasn't wrong for it.

any

been waiting for three years,

his neck hard, showing no mercy, and he winced, loosening his

flashed across

woman never took the easy route, which

you really that

a playful punishment, and he softened his

a rare concession

himself, but for the sake of peace, he was willing

his indifferent demeanor, Selena's smile turned icy. What

basic

said,

let her

had slipped off, and her dress was hiked up to her thighs. She stood, hands trembling as she quickly fixed her outfit, then turned to grab a document from the

let's strike a deal. I'll trade this