Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 495

Let him misunderstand, let him hold his grudge. It's better than clearing things up and giving him false hope that there might still be a chance for us.

She was done with having her wings clipped, trapped by his side, sharing him with other women, and constantly facing the endless parade of others he entertained outside their relationship. With these thoughts swirling in her mind, Selena let out a cold smile. She looked up into his deep-set eyes and retorted, "Everett, what's the point of digging up the past now? Times have changed." "How can you say that?"

Her nonchalant attitude only fueled Everett's anger.

He glared at her, practically grinding his teeth, "You think you can just pretend nothing happened? You owe me!"

"What do I owe you?"

Selena almost laughed. She couldn't even muster the energy to argue with him anymore. "Everett, if that's how you see it, there's nothing I can do about it. You say I owe you, but you've wronged me too. We're square." She took a deep breath and continued, "Mr. Everett, you can't live in the past forever. You've got everything anyone could want now. Is it really necessary to hold a grudge against someone like me?"

"I married you, and after four years, we lost both our kids. No money, and my heart shattered. Isn't that enough?"

Even though she'd moved on, recalling those memories still tugged at her heartstrings.

That kind of pain leaves deep scars. Time might dull the pain, but it can't erase those marks.

Everett felt his own heart constricting.

His lips pressed tightly together, and after a long pause, he finally said, "Selena, was it that I didn't offer or you didn't want to accept?"

When he realized his mistakes and wanted to make things right, when he was ready to share everything with her, she was the one who didn't want it.

only wanted to

every method and strategy

no expectations from him, hearing this still left

shoved him away with

stumbled backward

still think the divorce was my

lips curled into a smile, but her

three years, and you haven't changed a

tell you, the best decision I ever

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spare

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stood at the graveside for a long time, silently staring

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before he finally

"Not enough."

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himself to let go, thinking he'd eventually

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