Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 873

Everett's heart, once as cold and mechanical as a machine, had somehow sprung to life with flesh and blood, and he was beginning to grasp the true meaning of love and cherishing someone. He just couldn't let her go.

He got up and walked over to Selena, gently but firmly taking her wrist and pulling her into his arms.

Selena frowned, trying to pull away. "Everett..."

But he just tightened his grip, resting his chin in the nook of her shoulder, his voice low and rough. "Don't move. Just let me hold you for a moment."

His embrace tightened, as if he wanted to make her a part of himself.

Selena found herself unable to escape, so she relented, though her tone remained icy. "Even if you do this, it won't change anything."

Everett acted as if he hadn't heard her, continuing on his own path. "Selena, if you don't want to reconcile now, that's fine. But I'm going to woo you properly until you're ready to take me back."

Not that he'd ever had to woo anyone before.

But really, what was there that Everett couldn't achieve? Chasing after a woman surely couldn't be tougher than sealing a billion-dollar deal.

"You..."

caught in her throat. Everett, this stubborn man, always did exactly

tracks. "How

"They're doing great."

down at her. "Do you want to see them now, or

earnest, Selena wasn't fooled

would soon be dark, and he'd

knew all his tricks by

meeting his gaze. "It's too late

giving

couldn't help

but in moments like these, it

woman's heart wasn't a race-it was a marathon. A bit of tension

to leave, and he followed her with easy

through the garden, moonlight softly highlighting Selena's serene and

to be had grown into a woman of grace and wisdom, more enchanting

lump in his

long since they'd been close, and he missed her deeply.