Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 853

Flynn could tell things were getting a bit too intense. It was time to pull back before it went overboard. He quickly turned to Everett and mouthed, "That's enough, let's head out."

It was now up to Everett to take the next steps.

Taking a deep breath, Everett resisted the urge to glance back at Selena. With determination, he turned and walked out, shutting the door behind him, leaving everything behind.

Standing by the door, Everett clenched his fist and slammed it against the wall. Blood began to seep from his knuckles almost immediately.

...

Out on the second-floor balcony, Everett leaned against the railing, chain-smoking cigarette after cigarette. The night breeze wrapped around him, sending chills through his body, yet he seemed oblivious to it all.

Time dragged on, filled with anxiety and uncertainty. He had no idea how Selena was holding up, but beneath his calm exterior, he was anything but composed. A closer look would reveal his hands trembling.

Having spent years in the high-stakes world of business, Everett was no stranger to pressure. Fear was a rare emotion for him, only stirred by the sudden deaths of his brother and grandfather, with the rest curiously tied to Selena.

It was odd.

Those memories had always been there, playing out like silent films-scenes he watched but never truly felt. It was like observing someone else's life and emotions.

in his mind, frame by frame, scene by scene, suddenly bursting with life. He began to feel

a man who neither understood nor valued love, he found himself slowly learning through his interactions with Selena. He'd share in her joy, feel her sadness, get agitated when

was a

big no-no for someone like him. He had always avoided it, unwilling to face the reality of

it, but he also

he would've

her had become

grew deeper, footsteps finally approached from

didn't turn around. He opened his mouth, but words failed him, a sense of nervousness washing over him like the feeling of returning home after being away for

the silence, "Mr.

dark eyes locked

and her consciousness is back, but she's still very weak.

"Good, good..."

Everett's heart finally eased, and in his excitement,

sit

was about to step forward, Flynn's smile faded, "Mr.

furrowed, "What do