Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 516

The car window rolled down, and her phone was ruthlessly tossed out, tracing a perfect arc before crashing to the ground. Selena was a whirlwind of panic and anger, her lips trembling uncontrollably. She couldn't utter a word, though, as Everett slammed on the gas, the

car speeding up like a bullet. Her heart clenched with the suffocating rush, making it nearly impossible to breathe.

After what seemed like forever, the car screeched to a halt, tires screaming against the pavement. Dizzy and disoriented, Selena was swept into Everett's arms and onto a yacht. It was only when she landed on the soft cushions of the deck that she regained a sliver of consciousness. She braced herself against the salty sea breeze and glanced back.

Everett had whisked her away to the harbor and set sail...

The wind whipped her hair around her face, the chill biting her skin. Selena couldn't tell if she was shivering from the cold or from fear. She just couldn't stop trembling.

Everett loomed over her, his expression unreadable, his dark eyes deep and consuming, like he was one with the night itself. The pressure of his presence threatened to swallow her whole. Selena's limbs felt like jelly, and she couldn't find the strength to stand. She could only tilt her head back to meet his gaze, her teeth chattering, "What do you want? Have you lost your mind?" Was he planning to kidnap her again, trap her like before? But things were different now; she was no longer his to command.

to one knee, gripping her chin with a hand so large it nearly swallowed her face. The chill of his fingertips sent a shiver

Those eyes were icy, his jaw clenched

you do this to me? Three years ago, you walked away after the car crash, leaving your husband on death's door, and you aborted our precious

enough that you didn't come back when Grandpa passed away, but you had to send someone to

hooked up with Callum, had his kid. How could you betray me like this, betray

heartbreak, a pain he'd never known before. He admitted he had failed her three years ago, and he

their child, just wanted to escape. Back then, she mocked him for moving on too

to listen to his accusations, her face a canvas of

accident or the stunt at Grandpa's funeral meant to upset him. No wonder. When she had seen those old scars on his body, she assumed they were from the past three years. Little did she know, they were from

Grandpa's funeral, she simply sent someone to pay respects, not