Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 605

Selena found herself wrapped in his arms, listening to the rapid thud of his heartbeat—a clear sign of how much he cared. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes for a moment.

Instead of dwelling on the issue, she lifted her head from his chest and said, "Everett, you're really late, and I'm upset about it."

"If you'd been just a few seconds later, our anniversary would've slipped by. You know that, right?" Without genuine intention, it would've been better not to celebrate at all. Expectations only lead to disappointment. But to offer hope and then shatter it-that's just too cruel.

"I'm sorry, Selena. It's all my fault..."

Tonight, Everett's demeanor was unusually gentle, making it hard for her to stay mad. The night was already late, and the fancy dinner she'd prepared was cold, so Everett had someone quickly whip up some pasta for them.

They ate together under the dazzling fireworks. Selena, mindful of her diet, picked at her food, while Everett, genuinely hungry, devoured his portion and finished off hers as well.

Afterwards, instead of heading back to Crescent Bay, Everett drove them to a swanky six-star hotel suite. As they walked in, the room was decked out with decorations, clearly set up ahead of time.

Everett wrapped his strong arms around Selena from behind, his lips brushing her ear as he spoke in a low, melodic voice, "Selena, on such a special day, I want a night that's just ours."

getting cozy at home made Selena uneasy. The last close call with their son had led her to keep Everett at arm's length for days, almost driving him

words were full of suggestion, causing Selena's cheeks to warm. She wasn't as quick to get into the mood as he was and shifted awkwardly. "I'm

fact, he chimed in, "Great idea,

Selena: "..."

wasn't what

no mind to her actual intentions. He took it

small soaking tub and walls made of

outside, Selena

she was in the water, she tried to make a run for

having it, catching her slender ankle and pulling her onto his lap, leaning in to kiss her while deftly slipping a hand

worry, it's completely private, and besides, isn't

always did love a

keeping her from relaxing. Everett playfully swatted

even hotter than the steamy water around

let me make it up to you, Mrs.