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

out of the room, Everett looked down, playfully lifting Selena's chin, eyeing

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

Everett fell back

against his chest. "Try that

rush things.

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

husky and magnetic, making Selena's heart skip a beat unexpectedly. She quickly looked away, trying

dress and quickly

weekend, and for once, Everett was staying home, spending the day teaching

had some

his vocal cords. He could speak, but the doctors advised him to talk less until he healed properly. Because of the trauma, he barely- remembered

no

everywhere-and it was terrifying.

his lack of memory didn't change anything. Selena decided not to dig deeper, figuring it was