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.

alone, Mateo might turn out just like him.

of the room, Everett looked down, playfully lifting Selena's chin, eyeing her flustered face with a grin. "Shall we pick up where we left

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

guard, Everett fell back

his chest. "Try

for his age; she didn't want to rush things.

for a second but then stopped resisting. He lay there, looking up at

a beat unexpectedly. She quickly looked away, trying to ignore her racing heart. "I can't be bothered with

her dress and quickly headed

once, Everett was staying home, spending

had some significant

him to talk less until he healed properly. Because of the trauma, he barely- remembered that night. All he recalled

no

everywhere-and it was terrifying.

of memory didn't change anything. Selena decided not to