Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Knowing full well that he was completely wrapped up in her now. Wasn't this just tearing him apart? Selena fell into silence. After what felt like ages, she finally spoke, almost in a trance, "Am I really the only one for you?"

Everett paused, considering his words. "I don't know, but you're the only one who makes me feel alive. You make my heart feel like it's just like anyone else's— capable of pain, sorrow, happiness, and joy."

There was a time when she longed for his unwavering choice. But he had let her down, time after time. At every decision point, he always chose the path that led away from her. Now, when she had finally given up and stopped hoping, he was resolute.

Selena suddenly felt like fate was having a laugh at their expense. How do you reclaim lost emotions? She stayed silent, but Everett seemed to have opened up a floodgate of words.

"Doesn't tonight remind you of that night a year ago? When I came back from abroad and found you in Newport?"

"My biggest regret now is saying no to you that night. If I hadn't, would we already have had our happy ever after?"

for his return, for them to be a family again. If Everett hadn't been so foolish back then, maybe they would have already remarried and reunited by now. But life doesn't

Selena sighed softly, "Maybe..."

on hers. "Selena, it's not too late

It was unclear whether she didn't want to respond or just didn't know how. But Everett wasn't about to give up, gently kissing her forehead and cheeks,

deep breath, forcing herself to stay composed, and warned him sternly, "Don't push your luck.

Thi

to relent. But only for a heartbeat before he was at it again. "So, when

Selena: "

him, pushing him away and wrapping herself in the

couldn't bring himself to leave and head back to the

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