Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 622 Everett fell silent, his gaze a tumult of unsaid words as he looked at her. It was like he had a storm brewing inside, yet nothing could escape his lips.

Selena wasn't surprised, but her heart felt like it was breaking all over again. They'd been married for six years, and the first three were a never-ending cycle of disappointment, leaving her emotionally battered. She had vowed never to let herself go through that pain again. He simply wasn't worth it.

When they crossed paths three years later, he clung to her like a stubborn weed, refusing to let go, slowly pulling her back into his life. She compromised then, for the sake of their child. But it was never enough for him. He wanted her heart, not just her presence.

He acted like a lovestruck teenager, showering her with affection, doing all those things she had once longed for. Maybe that's just how it goes with women-always a bit too tender-hearted towards the men they once loved.

His persistence rekindled a small ember of what she thought was long gone. She dared to hope, even if just for a moment, that maybe they could grow old together. But she realized she had overestimated herself and how much Everett cared about their relationship.

There's a saying that hits the nail on the head: You can love the wrong person a few times, but you can't keep loving the same wrong person repeatedly. Making a wrong choice might be just bad luck, but falling into the same trap over and over? That's on you.

Thankfully, her feelings for him had dimmed, and she wasn't as deeply caught up as before. Luckily, this visit was her chance to cut her losses.

Selena gently pushed him away, her voice calm and steady. "Everett, you've never truly chosen me." "That's what hurts the most."

knows who's next... He always had his

it's not like

knowing if

she'd be

her back, kissing her desperately,

some time. I promise I'll sort

I won't let anyone come between

Selena looked at him with a flat gaze. "Everett, I'm not a naive

me now. Your words, true or

others close.

give me any work excuses, you can find someone else to handle things or sort out your issues

clear. The ball

decisively into the elevator without a second thought. As the doors began to close, she glanced up to see Everett still standing there,

completely, Selena's hand instinctively pressed the open button. But until the doors