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."

his ear but ended up patting his head, "Hard to believe you've grown up,

ways, Ricky was like a kid she'd raised herself, her affection for him nearly as deep

ducked away from her

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

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

about liking or disliking Callum; she hadn't considered romance for years, maybe due to an old

things. Alone, she couldn't give him

she had to face this

with a serious look, said, "If that's the case, then Dr. Campbell might just be the right guy for

her hesitation, Ricky's

somerowed, "Sis, there's

never told you, but now think it's time

The next morning.

only fell asleep as dawn was breaking

laughter coming from

drew closer, she saw Joy, a long-missed friend, playing with little Mateo, saying,

Joy pretended to cry.

couldn't stand seeing women cry, whether adults or kids, reluctantly

Joy instantly brightened up.

he'd been tricked, Mateo turned away,

help but

filled with tears, then turned away, feeling hurt for being kept in

she was in

the fewer people who knew about Mateo the better, and she didn't want her troubles to affect

and hugged