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 might turn out just like him. The thought was

down, playfully lifting Selena's chin, eyeing her flustered

head and smiled at him. Just as he was feeling pleased, she kicked him right off the

guard, Everett fell back onto

chest. "Try that stunt in front of our son

she didn't want to rush things. She wanted Mateo to have a carefree, happy childhood like any

He lay there, looking up at her with a grin, "Alright, Mrs. Bennett, whatever

unexpectedly. She quickly looked away, trying to ignore her racing heart.

dress and quickly headed

staying home,

some

to talk less until he healed properly. Because of

no

everywhere-and it was terrifying.

not to dig