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

taking her hand in his. His gaze was still gentle, as if

mock concern, if her hand was sore from before, playing the ever-perfect gentleman and

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

now, Everett's behavior

pretend

did he

her hand back, looking

you didn't come home all night. But the second Yasmine has

are you, Schrodinger's

care so much for

the act? Even Oscar winners can't match your performance! Maybe you should consider a career

en

were sharp as

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

solve anything; it would only widen

left of their relationship to

tried to explain, hoping to

say

snowstorm last night, and an