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.

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

murmuring that mommy wasn't

grabbed her phone and texted Ava, letting her know she 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. Just as she

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days had been tough on him.

was having her son close. by, but elena began

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her into rest.

sang, sleepiness crept in,

from a shower and loosely tied in a bathrobe, emerged. The big, comfy

turned and headed to the adjacent room without a second

dim wall lamp bathed the room, highlighting the

gentle breathing filled