Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 602

Selena was frozen, unsure where to put her hands and feet. They had just been caught in a less-than- ideal moment, and the room was a mess. Letting their son see them like this? She'd die of

embarrassment.

She practically hid herself in Everett's broad arms, burying her face, not wanting to see anyone. On the flip side, Everett was as cool as a cucumber.

The master bedroom was pretty spacious, with the bed and the sofa a good distance apart. The sofa's back was tall enough to block their son's view. From his angle, all he'd see were his parents cozied up together, nothing more scandalous.

Feeling her shiver, Everett gently ran his hand along her lower back, pulling her closer. Selena gritted her teeth, frustrated but unable to say a word.

Everett, looking at their son with a straight face, said, "Mateo, your mom and I were just having a heartfelt talk, which means...we're very much in love."

Mateo was convinced once again. Hearing about his parents' love made his eyes light up like little crescents.

In no time, Everett managed to send Mateo back to his room, snuggling his little blanket.

kid alone, Mateo

chin, eyeing her flustered face with a grin. "Shall we pick up where

at him. Just as he was feeling

Everett fell back onto the sofa, momentarily

bare feet pressing firmly against his chest. "Try that stunt in front of our son again, and see

age; she didn't want to rush things.

taken aback for a second but then stopped resisting. He lay there, looking up at her with a

heart skip a beat unexpectedly. She quickly looked away, trying

slipped on her dress and

Everett was staying home,

had some

cords. He could speak, but the doctors advised him to talk less until he healed

no

everywhere-and it was terrifying.

Selena decided not to dig deeper, figuring it was best left to