Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 603

After all, even Mateo could sense the tension between them. But after Mateo's incident, Everett really stepped up, becoming the rock Selena leaned on, and she found herself softening towards him. Her usual cold gaze towards Everett had warmed a bit.

Ava, being a woman herself, could see the changes clearly. Selena, on the other hand, just lowered her eyes, avoiding the topic as she continued washing strawberries. But Ava wasn't letting her off the hook this time. With sincerity, she said, "Madam, I've been watching the gentleman for a while now. It's clear he truly wants to make things right. He's been spending all his time outside of work with you and Mateo. He's even cut back on his work hours, staying home more often."

Ava sighed with a touch of nostalgia. "Life rarely goes as planned. Let's not dwell on the past... If you're meant to be together for life, you should hold onto the good things."

With the wisdom of her years, Ava added, "We women have our needs as we age, and let's face it, the gentleman's still got his charm, probably more than those so-called young studs out there..."

Selena's eyes widened in shock. "What are you saying!"

Selena was so embarrassed she wanted to curl up and disappear, quickly covering Ava's mouth. "Stop, stop talking."

Understanding Selena's shyness, Ava went quiet but encouraged her to think it over. Letting go of the past is important; it's essential to look forward.

handsome profile, and she bit her lip softly. Could she really let go

seasons were shifting once again. Selena took Mateo for a follow-up at the hospital, and hearing that

the hospital was a big mall, and Selena, as usual, planned to pick up some new clothes for her Uncle Ricky. Plus, new action figures had just come out, and Mateo had

asked about Mateo's check-up results. After Selena replied, there was a pause before another message

words. He asked: [Our anniversary is coming up. How would

almost slipped from her memory. The sudden reminder stirred a lot of

the day, she

to celebrate, and now, it was him wanting to spend the day with her. She typed "not interested" but hesitated to send it. Glancing at her son, who was happily holding a toy,

notification dinged, lighting up the screen. Everett, sitting behind his desk, felt an unexpected wave

their years together,

on his first date, anxious that his beloved wife might turn

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