Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 478

Everett's grip on the pen tightened as he signed the divorce papers, the pen's tip cutting through the paper with a heavy stroke. In an instant, he masked his momentary lapse with a stoic expression, as if nothing had happened. "If she wants this divorce so badly, even at the cost of abandoning our kids, then I'll give her what she wants!" he declared. Everett wasn't the type to hang on to someone who didn't want him.

Alex was stunned. She knew Everett had never seriously considered divorce before, and it was obvious he was acting out of anger now. Still, she felt compelled to say, "Mr. Everett, are you sure you don't want to reconsider...?" Before she could finish, he cut her off with a cold, "Out!" The command was sharp and left no room for argument.

Alex felt a shiver run down her legs, understanding it was best to stay silent. "Understood," she murmured before leaving the room.

Maybe it was better this way, she thought. Still, it seemed like everything Everett said now was the opposite of what he truly felt.

That night, Everett had his driver take him back to Moon Bay. Once there, he lingered by the car, staring at the dark silhouette of his home. No one would be inside, waiting for him with the lights on anymore.

A dull ache hit his chest, but he forced it down. The woman who walked away-there was no use longing for her.

He pulled out a cigarette, ignoring the driver's disapproval, and took a deep drag. The nicotine burned his lungs, a sharp reminder that he was still alive.

tugged at his shirt, his frame seemed leaner, as if he might just drift away with the breeze. After finishing the cigarette, he stomped it out and walked inside

thanks to the housekeepers, but it felt eerily colder than

straight

Selena had taken

her

but left behind

clothes, and bags

things were discarded like yesterday's news. Selena always called him cruel, but

couldn't compete with

images of her. Everett's

have the housekeepers clear

the living room was brightly lit. Everett sat on the couch,

The housekeepers were quick,

minutes to pack everything. Unsure what