Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 788

Selena tried to push Everett off her, but he was too caught up in the moment. Ignoring her efforts, he grabbed her hands and pinned them above her head.

Selena squirmed a bit, trying to get free. Realizing he was about to get serious, she panted slightly and reminded him, "It's Mateo and Haley!"

No sooner had she spoken than the knocking on the door grew louder, accompanied by Haley's sweet, insistent voice. "Mama, Mama, Mama! Daddy, Daddy, Daddy! Open the door, open the door, open the door..."

That kid had some serious lung power.

Everett tensed up, his frustration mounting, veins popping on his forehead. He propped himself up a bit, practically grinding his teeth as he asked, "Selena, did you know about this?"

Selena blinked her dark eyes, playing innocent. "I did ask you," she replied.

She pushed Everett aside and sat up, cheeks flushed, and breath uneven. As she adjusted her clothes, she took deep breaths to calm down. Then she got up to open the door.

The kids burst in, with Haley climbing straight onto the bed and plopping down on her dad's rock-solid abs. "Daddy, Daddy!"

his eyes with his hand, reminding himself: They're your own kids. You

desires, forced a smile, and sat up to hug his

Haley giggled, "Yes!"

seemed to have shot up a bit since last time. Mateo stood awkwardly to the side, hesitant to come

let

and Mateo slowly walked over. Everett extended an arm and hugged both his son and daughter

Selena watched the heartwarming

fnet

it aloud, as a mom, she knew they missed their dad too. Since some things were inevitable, at least Everett could spend the next six months with them

the dressing table, sat

her

played with the kids, his gaze kept drifting toward Selena, with her effortless

been abstinent for

earlier-just a quick drive away. But now, he was left wondering