Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 527

"I hope you'll give me a shot at taking care of you and little Mateo, to protect you both for life."

His sincerity was genuine, without any pushiness, just an honest expression of his feelings. Selena found herself speechless, her planned words stuck in her throat. Callum knew when to hold back.

"Selena, you don't have to answer me now. Take your time to think it over; I'll be waiting."

With that, he stood up to leave, giving her the space she needed.

Selena walked him to the door, reminding him to drive safely, and watched his car vanish before heading back inside.

Unexpectedly, she saw Ricky standing at the top of the stairs, watching her.

Her cheeks flushed with a mix of embarrassment and awkwardness, like a teenager caught by a parent.

Ricky came down, arms crossed, and asked, "Want a drink?"

Selena, already struggling to sleep, found it even more unlikely now. She nodded eagerly.

Ricky grabbed a bottle of his prized red wine from the cabinet, uncorked it, and poured two glasses.

They nestled into the couch like old times, clinking glasses. Ricky sipped his wine, but Selena downed hers in one go.

She coughed a little, struggling.

Ricky handed her a tissue, joking, "No one's gonna steal it from you, what's the rush?"

Selena wiped her lips, playfully tossed the crumpled tissue at him, "You little rascal, daring to boss your sister around now."

head, "Hard to believe you've grown up, sharing a drink

a kid she'd raised herself, her affection for him nearly as deep

her

on your mind? Are you sure you don't like Dr.

wine glass, then shook her head. With Ricky, she could speak

about liking or disliking Callum; she hadn't considered romance for years,

she couldn't give him a full home and love; every

to face

serious look, said, "If that's the case, then Dr. Campbell might just be the right guy for you. Why not give him a chance?" Selena

hesitation,

somerowed, "Sis, there's

you, but now think it's time you

The next morning.

was breaking and didn't wake

heard laughter coming from the

long-missed friend, playing with little Mateo, saying, "I'm your godmother, call me godmother." Mateo, with a serious little

Joy pretended to cry.

who couldn't stand seeing women cry, whether adults

Joy instantly brightened up.

tricked, Mateo

help

with tears, then turned away, feeling

she was in

knew about Mateo the

and hugged