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?

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

simply didn't refuse, didn't make the

by her carefree demeanor. How was she learning all this right under his nose? Or maybe, ever since their divorce, she'd finally let

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

an option he could

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

a sudden move, he clasped the back of her neck and bit

whatever you need, I can fulfill it.

smiled enigmatically, "Is that

to the bed. Once there, he undressed her, exploring every inch of her skin with determination to bring

BUMS

needed to keep

her and

mistress. If he found out and sent Yasmine away