Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 539

Everett shattered his illusions with harsh words, "If you don't believe me, ask her yourself. See if she's planning to walk away and leave you behind." With that, he set the child down.

Little Mateo, tears streaming down his face, toddled off to the master bedroom to find his mom. He rushed over, wrapping his tiny arms around Selena's legs, his voice trembling as he asked if she was going to leave him. His little face was drenched in tears, making him look heartbreakingly adorable.

Selena's heart ached at the sight. She quickly crouched down, pulling him into a comforting hug. "Oh, sweetheart, don't cry. Mommy's not going anywhere. How could I ever leave you? I'll always be here..." As she wiped away his tears, her own tears began to flow freely.

He was so young, so dependent on her. The thought of being separated, even if it meant staying with his biological father-a man still a stranger to him-was terrifying.

No mother could bear to leave at a moment like this.

Reassuring Mateo multiple times that she wasn't leaving, that she'd stay with him through the night and be there when he woke up, his sobs finally subsided.

Yet, his little hand clung tightly to her shirt, as if afraid she'd vanish the moment he blinked.

Once he calmed down, Selena cleaned his face and fed him. Kate had mentioned he hadn't eaten much since yesterday, too upset to eat.

With his mom by his side, little Mateo ate obediently.

with him a bit, gave him a bath, and then

his eyelids heavy, still murmuring that mommy wasn't allowed to leave. Selena found it both endearing and a little

wouldn't be coming back tonight. She needed to stay in Moon Bay with her child, given how upset he was. Leaving him was not an option.

lover even when you're staying at your own

Everett's striking yet cold and cynical

but she didn't

down next

hand rested on her son, gently patting him as she softly

these past few days had been tough on him. She needed to ensure he got a good night's

son close. by, but elena

she

her into rest.

sang, sleepiness crept in,

night, Everett, fresh from a shower and loosely tied in a bathrobe, emerged. The big, comfy bed was

quick glance at it, then turned and

wall lamp bathed the room,

filled the