Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 642 As Selena glanced over, Everett's gaze flickered with a hint of longing. He was searching for the slightest trace of emotion in her eyes, hoping to find something, anything, that would tell him she cared. But in the next moment, she looked away without a second thought. Picking up a pen, she swiftly signed her name on the divorce papers. Her handwriting was neat and confident.

Everett's lips tightened into a thin line, bitterness spreading through him, deeper than the taste of the bitterest herb. Bradley watched, sighed, and shook his head. He had tried his best, but there was nothing more he could do.

Selena closed the document and tossed it back onto the coffee table. Her eyes, beautiful yet sharp, spoke volumes. "Bradley, you're not planning on giving me another fake certificate, are you?" she asked, her voice cutting. The memory of those fake divorce papers still made her blood boil. If she hadn't thought they were real, she wouldn't have let her guard down and come back, only to be hurt again.

But... her hand gently rested on her slightly rounded belly, and her expression softened. The one thing she didn't regret was having this child. Haley wasn't just Everett's hope; she was hers too. For the rest of her life, even if she never started a new family, having these two kids by her side would be enough. Bradley cast a quick glance at his boss. Everett's eyes were dark and full of pain, and Bradley awkwardly adjusted his glasses. "Ma'am, I promise you, everything will be handled properly," he assured her. Selena gave a slight, ambiguous smile. "Well then, I won't keep you. I'll see myself out." Bradley gathered up the documents quickly and made his exit, eager to escape the tension hanging between Mr. Everett and his wife.

Everett carried his suitcase to the foyer, while Selena stayed seated, sipping her herbal tea, showing no intention of seeing him off. He paused for a moment, knowing she wouldn't come to say goodbye, before he managed to say in a hoarse voice, "Selena, take care."

There was no response...

She approached, took the

house.

to resist

back

he was about to turn away, a small figure darted out. His heart skipped a beat.

clinging tightly to his father's leg, tears streaming down his cheeks. "Daddy, are you not coming back once you

to stay with her, the