Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 645 Selena walked over to her son's bedside, adjusting his IV drip and tucking the blanket snugly around him. Outside, the storm was still raging, thunder rolling on endlessly. She paused for a moment before saying, "It's nice, but..."

If she had never met Everett, never crossed paths with such a mesmerizing young man in her youth, she might have found herself drawn to Dr. Campbell. But love never really makes sense, does it?

She left her thought unfinished, but Ava caught on. This heartbreak wasn't something Selena would easily shake off. Sure, she'd divorced her husband, but moving on is never that straightforward. Otherwise, she would've just called him earlier, no hesitation.

Ava figured it was something to do with what Ms. Joy said that afternoon. It must've hit a nerve. Ms. Joy, who claimed to be some PR whiz, really knew how to push buttons!

Sensing the awkwardness, Ava wisely shifted the conversation, noticing it was nearly four o'clock. She quickly suggested, "Ma'am, I can stay here. You're pregnant and shouldn't be wearing yourself out. Let me call you a cab so you can head home and get some rest."

But Selena shook her head. "I can't relax until his fever's come down."

about the baby, if not for yourself,"

first, Ava compromised, "At least take a break on the

sleep was anything but peaceful. Her mind was a

a broad chest. A glass of water was brought to her lips. Selena instinctively took a few sips. Then, realizing something

was still in the

his arms. Selena's expression turned cool, and she pushed herself upright, her voice raspy, "Where's Ava?" Everett's dark eyes were fixed

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on a bench, forced to take a break. She shot a glare at Bill and

a bit sheepish, offered a nervous smile, "Ava,

scoffed, "No thanks. I

right after the divorce,