Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 523

Selena was clearly peeved. "We don't owe you any explanation about our relationship." Even though their divorce wasn't final yet, that was only because he kept dragging his feet. To her, their marriage had ended ages ago. Whether she was seeing someone else or not, her conscience was clear, and he had no right to butt in.

Everett's lips were pressed into a thin, cold line, a vein pulsing faintly at his temple. This woman could now stand up to him over anyone, acting like he didn't even matter. He was fuming, but right now, he didn't want things to get any more tense between them. "Get up, we're having lunch. We'll talk about heading back after we eat."

Selena was taken aback. She eyed him skeptically. "Really?"

Everett kept his cool, not saying a word, looking like he couldn't care less if she believed him or not. Then he leaned down, trying to scoop her up.

"What are you doing?" Selena instinctively pushed him away.

"What? You think you can walk to the dining room by yourself?"

As he spoke, Everett assertively picked her up in his arms.

straight, let alone walk. Her legs felt like jelly, and she noticed bruises on her knees from when that jerk had his way with her on the couch last night. She glared at him, wishing she

but today the sea was calm, with the sun shining

tables and chairs, covered with various

placed onto a chair with a soft cushion,

instead on. peeling

a plate piled high with meat was set

This kind of service was something the Bennett family's eldest son would never do yet here he was, handling

gestures, which was really annoying. Selena didn't touch the plate of

focused on eating rice, managing to finish two

Everett felt

QUMS

in the afternoon, the yacht was slowly docking. A group of people was already waiting at the port. Everett wanted

"Selena, are you okay?"

rushed over, grabbing Selena's