Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 456

"If every time Dr. Campbell called, I could just drop whatever I was doing and run to him, even if it was the middle of the night, to talk and hold him close, and if he ever had a spat with you, I'd take his side and blame you every time!"

Selena shot these words out in one breath, her eyes dripping with sarcasm as she stared at Everett, whose eyes were blazing with anger. She continued, "And then if I told you everything between us was purely platonic, would you buy it? Would that make you happy?" Before she even finished, Everett was in her face, gripping her chin tightly, forcing her to look up at him. His words were squeezed out through gritted teeth, "How dare you!"

So, she finally admits her feelings for Callum! No more pretending, right here, right now!

Despite the pain, Selena managed a smile, meeting his icy stare without flinching. "Why is it okay for you to do it, but not for me? Do you have an extra eye or an extra mouth? We're all human, equal in rights. Why can you get away with everything, and I can't even light a candle?"

What a sharp-tongued woman!

At that moment, he truly felt like pulling out all those biting teeth. Everett's gaze darkened, his breathing heavy, with anger swirling around him, veins bulging on his forearms as he fought the urge to lash out.

Selena stood her ground, not backing down an inch. Even if her words were meant to provoke him, they were cries from her wounded heart. She felt her years of love were wasted, fighting for her own sense of justice.

the spacious bedroom, only their heavy breathing filled the air, their

icy chill as he spoke with a sneer, "Mrs. Bennett, I guess I haven't satisfied you enough to

her up and headed for the bed, not giving her a chance to protest. Realizing

of handling things. He never addressed the real issues! She despised his touch and didn't want to be

her hands beside her head, nailing her

kiss was more of a venting bite, like a battle with him determined to conquer her, and

in resistance.

it fueled his desire to conquer, and he chuckled at her feeble

breath drained, pinned at

she stopped

above cast shadows that highlighted his handsome features and wild

make a woman's heart

hug would make her heart skip a beat. Now, only sorrow remained. Her heart couldn't flutter for him anymore, her body no longer craved him. Her voice emerged, shaky but clear, "Everett, you're right, you no longer satisfy

wasn't like this. Without love, where's the desire, where's