Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 504

Everett sat up abruptly, perched on the edge of the bed, trying to catch his breath, each inhale and exhale sounding like a desperate struggle. Selena lay sprawled on the bed, her chest rising and falling in dramatic waves. Her fair skin bore the marks of his intensity,

reminders of their heated exchange. Despite all his efforts to get her to confess, she wouldn't admit that he was the only man she'd ever been with.

In the solitude of this moment, a single tear slipped down her cheek, vanishing into her hair, unseen by him. Their story had ended three years ago; it should have been ancient history by now, their lives untangled. The spacious bedroom was eerily quiet, only their heavy breathing breaking the silence, adding an unspoken layer of sadness to the air.

After a while, Everett wrapped a robe around himself, his entire demeanor radiating a restless tension that chilled the room. He lit a cigarette and stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, drawing deeply, his back to her. His face was hidden, nearly lost in the haze of smoke swirling around him.

her soul. Yet, despite having the capacity to love, she couldn't risk making the same mistake again. If not for little Mateo, she might not have survived these past three years,

he'd torn off. With a hoarse voice, she delivered her parting words. "Mr.

reach Dr. Fernando when I get back,"

even the thick nicotine cloud could calm Everett. For a brief moment, he wanted to hold her captive again, keep

but managed to force a lazy

shut behind her, that she realized her legs were weak, barely able to hold her up, her forehead damp

back, she

tried to. She never imagined these past few days would be so tumultuous and emotionally charged. Every encounter with him felt like walking a tightrope, each step potentially plunging