Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 657

The blow hit Everett harder than he expected, leaving him momentarily stunned. But Selena? She didn't pay him any mind.

She settled into the couch, grabbed a bottle of lotion, and lifted her dress to reveal her fair, round belly. Pouring some lotion into her hand, she warmed it up between her palms before gently applying it. This was a special concoction from her beautician, safe for expectant mothers and perfect for preventing stretch marks. She was especially concerned about maintaining her looks with this larger pregnancy.

Money was no longer an issue for her, so she indulged in every luxury, especially since it was Everett's money she was spending. It gave her a wicked sense of satisfaction.

Everett stormed over, crouching in front of her. His dark eyes locked onto hers, his handsome face clouded with frustration.

"Selena, are you doing this on purpose?"

She was keeping him on a string while entertaining other men. When did she get so good at juggling men like this? His perception of her was unraveling.

Was this really Selena?

glance with her alluring eyes. "If you don't want to stay, then go. I'm not holding

he had moved in by his own choice. She simply didn't

all this right under his

tinged with red, angered by her nonchalance, yet he knew he couldn't act against her in her delicate state.

leaving wasn't an option he

if he did leave, she'd likely have his things thrown out within seconds, barring him from Moon Bay for good. And he

the back of her neck and bit down on her lips with

fulfill

smiled enigmatically,

her up, kissing her deeply as he carried her to the bed. Once there, he undressed her, exploring every inch of her skin with determination to

BUMS

she needed

discovering her

trap his little mistress. If he found out and sent Yasmine away again, seeking justice would be much