Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 627 The master bedroom door was half-open, and there was little Mateo, clutching the door frame with eyes red from crying.

"Mommy, Daddy, please don't fight-"

He must have woken up at some point, still bleary-eyed, his small face streaked with tears that his tiny hands couldn't wipe away fast enough.

It had been ages since he'd seen his dad, and he missed him dearly.

But why did Dad have to argue with Mom the moment he got back?

He hated it when they fought; he just wanted them both to be happy.

Both parents turned to see their child and fell silent.

Selena was the first to move. She walked over, knelt down, and gently wiped away his tears, comforting him.

"Mateo, Mommy and Daddy weren't fighting, we were just talking a bit too loudly. We're sorry for waking you. Don't cry, how about I sleep with you tonight?"

Mateo swallowed his tears and nodded obediently.

Selena patted his little head and led him back to his room.

After washing his face, mother and son lay down together, Mateo snuggling into her arms as Selena gently patted his back until he drifted off.

Mateo's small hand clung to her,

Selena was taken aback.

her own face and

a small,

you and your sister around, I'll be very happy." Everett stood at the

was as if he'd shattered his

...

didn't sleep a

want him around, he stayed outside the room, sitting silently through the night. As dawn broke, he finally stretched his stiff limbs and went

three plates, but as soon as Everett sat down,

been hanging around lately, and I've been feeding it. Funny how even animals know who's kind to them; it wags its fail when it sees me, unlike some

easily swayed by a little attention from outsiders!" Ava was

Everett: "............

slid his plate over, "Daddy,

heart felt a flicker of warmth. He shook

swnove

You eat, and I'll

away. Instead, he looked over at his mom, his big eyes checking in for

sip of her

voice, she said,