Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 933

As the conversation reached this point, a sudden realization hit him, and he stared at Selena in disbelief. For a long moment, his face turned pale. "Is it... Everett's?"

In that moment, he desperately hoped Selena would deny it. But as she met his gaze, her eyes steady, she slowly nodded.

"It's his... Before we started dating, he and I..."

Rhett quickly cut in, "I understand, don't say anymore."

The truth struck him like a bolt out of the blue. He'd been dreaming of a future with Selena, and even though she already had two kids, he had accepted that-it was part of the deal. But now, with another child in the picture, things felt different.

Finally, Everett wasn't looming between them, but with this new child, how could he not feel shaken? Surely Everett would come back, stirring up trouble once

more.

Moreover, Rhett was head over heels for Selena. If things had gone smoothly, they could have dated for a year or so, gotten married, and had kids of their own. But with this child, Selena's attention would naturally shift, putting their relationship on hold. Some delays change everything.

After what felt like ages, Rhett managed to speak, "Selena, you want to keep this child, right?"

She wouldn't have brought it up otherwise, but he needed to hear it from her.

Selena nodded sincerely, "As a mother, I can't give up any of my children. Rhett, I'm sorry..."

Rhett didn't let her finish. He suddenly dropped to one knee, taking her hands in his. Looking up at her, he asked, with raw emotion, "Selena, just tell me one thing, honestly."

"Go ahead."

Or, could you ever see yourself

Selena was silent.

to lie, but the truth

truths are clear

said you loved me, I'd accept this child and face it with you. But if you don't, I don't know if I could get over it,

I care so much for you now, and it feels like anything's possible. But people change, and

too well. "Selena, we started beautifully, and I'd like to end

words, Selena's eyes

good man he

was the one to

Rhett. You'll

I'll find someone better, and when

her tears. "Stop crying. It's not good for a pregnant woman to ry. You don't want the baby

managed a smile through

onto the couch, thinking for

planning to

dabbed her eyes with a tissue, her voice rough.

with someone

child is mine,