Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 620 Everett's strikingly handsome face grew darker as his gaze shifted to Yasmine, who was loudly crying out in pain. His Adam's apple moved up and down, but he stayed put, making no effort to intervene.

Her cries drew a crowd of onlookers, who gathered around, whispering and pointing. Meanwhile, Selena seemed totally unfazed, like she was just an observer, savoring her dessert with a leisurely indifference. She couldn't resist taking a jab at Everett.

"Mr. Everett, your little sweetheart's in pain. Aren't you going to comfort her? Look, her heart's about to break."

Everett caught the sarcasm lacing her words.

Instead of getting riled up, he calmly turned to Alex. "Take Yasmine to the hospital."

Alex nodded, "On it."

Two bodyguards stepped in, restraining Yasmine and carrying her away. Yasmine struggled, crying out for Everett, trying to tug at his heartstrings.

But just as she started a second plea, Alex, as if by magic, whipped out a handkerchief and stuffed it into

her mouth, silencing her cries. Her antics had already cost her a year-end bonus, and yet she still dared to make a scene!

"Mmmph mmmph..."

Alex tilted his head. "Get her out of here!"

The bodyguards echoed, "Yes, sir!"

acted as if Everett wasn't even there. She set her fork down and rose

taking her hand in his. His

hand was sore from before,

but hadn't truly been angered; she was past the age of letting a mistress's antics rile her

now, Everett's behavior was

he pretend like

he

her hand back, looking up at him

all

are you,

you care so

the act? Even Oscar winners can't match your performance! Maybe

en

were sharp as

eyes clouded with emotion, his heart feeling like it was being

solve anything; it would

of their relationship to withstand

tried to

don't say

snowstorm last night,