Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 491

Everett's face was a bit blurry in the dim light, his eyes fixed on her before he suddenly leaned in and, almost playfully, bit her neck. "Ouch..." Selena gasped, caught off guard by the sharp pain.

"Selena, I really want to..." he whispered fiercely in her ear, but the words trailed off as he pulled away and straightened up.

With a quick adjustment, he was back to being the composed and aloof Mr. Everett.

Selena, on the other hand, looked like she'd been through a whirlwind, her hair a mess, clothes askew, and a suggestive mark on her neck. If she hadn't been bundled up today, who knows how much further he would've pushed it! As a servant neared, Selena swallowed her annoyance, quickly tidied herself up, and slipped out of the car.

She grabbed her luggage and walked inside without a backward glance.

Everett remained in the driver's seat, slowly rolling down the window, his dark eyes tracking her until she vanished from sight.

He pulled out a cigarette, lit it, and took a long drag, leaning back as he let the smoke curl out lazily, blurring his features.

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After a shower, Selena scrubbed away at every spot Everett had touched, though the bite mark on her neck stubbornly lingered.

She wiped the steam off the mirror to inspect the bruise, realizing it would take days to fade, fueling her frustration.

a dog of a man, she

down. The car was gone; he had

son, she quickly grabbed her phone, turned

to reach her multiple times

sitting cross-legged on the bed and dialing her

calling her

fend off unwanted attention, especially since she

didn't pick up his calls and had your

Selena sighed.

figure, little Mateo clung to her, especially with his frequent illnesses. Her

en novelxo

when I get back, how about I get you a

felt a pang

sick. Remember how I told you he raised me? We need to be grateful

beyond his years, Mateo's

BUMS

much being sick sucked, he quietly pleaded, "Then please

chuckled, "I could never. I love you so much, I'll

heart ached