Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 628 Selena watched him intently, a faint smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "Mr. Everett, it's not that I wanted things to turn out like this. You made your choice."

"Everyone's got to deal with the fallout from their decisions. You're running a huge corporation, Mr. Everett, so you must get that."

She let go of his hand and adjusted her coat. "Drive safe."

Her words weren't really for him-they were more a reminder to Mateo's dad. Her message was clear: whatever they had was now done, and the only connection left was through their kids.

Everett felt a sharp pang in his chest. Without saying a word, he opened the car door, got into the driver's seat, and started the engine. The car moved away slowly.

In the rearview mirror, Selena's slender figure gradually disappeared from view. Looking closely, aside from the gentle curve of her belly, she didn't seem to have gained any weight from the pregnancy. If anything, she appeared slimmer.

Back during Christmas, when she came to see him, her face had a bit of fullness, a rosy glow. Now, her chin seemed sharper.

Stopped at a red light, he looked at his son through the mirror and suddenly asked, "Has your mom been okay these past few months?"

Mateo replied, "Yeah, she's alright." Then he tilted his head and added, "She just doesn't smile as much anymore.

grip on the steering

long? Other kids' dads don't leave for that long." Everett was momentarily at a loss for words. "Do

voice thick with emotion. "How could I not want you all? I just...wanted to

settle all the past debts, leaving

complexities of adult life, just said what he felt. "But Mom's not happy. You made her unhappy, and that

said that from now on, it'll just be her, me, and my

kids speak innocently, each word from Mateo felt like a

messing around or being dramatic; she was

of their future lives

the school gates just as Jaime was dropping off Dylan and Cindy.

Nooking so

it interesting

Mr. Everett!

major deal. Why the

What happened, step in. something gross this

cool glance. "If you can't say anything nice, maybe zip