Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 698

A handkerchief appeared in front of Selena, and the man's voice was as gentle as ever. "Here, wipe your tears."

Selena glanced sideways at him. Callum was smiling softly, his smile always having a soothing, calming effect. "Thank you," she said.

She took the handkerchief and dabbed at her tears, but they kept coming, quickly soaking the fabric. Callum sighed beside her. "Selena," he said gently, "Everett always makes you cry. What is it about him that you love?"

Her eyes drifted back to the still figure on the hospital bed. She shook her head slowly, her voice rough with emotion. "I don't know. He's so awful. I can't even explain what I see in him."

Despite her words, Callum knew all too well that Everett had completely claimed her heart, leaving no room for anyone else. He had already given up the last shred of hope he had harbored.

also a release. While he might have lost a chance at love, gaining a brother and a good friend

what

blinked, momentarily taken aback, then turned to face him, wiping away her tears

don't intervene, he might never wake up. And even if he does, he won't

he played along with the treatment, we could have stretched his time by a few years. With Bennett Corporation's resources and my contacts, there's

glass, his voice dropping with a hint of a choke, "But you

into her palms, but she

be a candidate, but you

they had to consider artificial heart. The risks were sky-high, with no guarantee of success. And even if

tough call, no matter how she

twinge of sympathy. Even the best doctors can