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!"

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

all his desires, forced a smile, and sat up

Haley giggled, "Yes!"

glanced at his son, noticing that Mateo seemed to have shot up a bit since last time. Mateo stood awkwardly to the side, hesitant to come

come here and let Daddy see

nudged him, and Mateo slowly walked over. Everett extended an arm and hugged

Selena watched the heartwarming

fnet

they missed their dad too. Since some things were inevitable, at least Everett could spend the next six months

to the dressing table,

her

Selena, with her effortless grace, always hit the sweet spot of his

abstinent for far too

was left