Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Everett's strikingly handsome face grew darker as his gaze shifted to Yasmine, who was loudly crying out in pain. His Adam's apple moved up and down, but he stayed put, making no effort to intervene.

Her cries drew a crowd of onlookers, who gathered around, whispering and pointing. Meanwhile, Selena seemed totally unfazed, like she was just an observer, savoring her dessert with a leisurely indifference. She couldn't resist taking a jab at Everett.

"Mr. Everett, your little sweetheart's in pain. Aren't you going to comfort her? Look, her heart's about to break."

Everett caught the sarcasm lacing her words.

Instead of getting riled up, he calmly turned to Alex. "Take Yasmine to the hospital."

Alex nodded, "On it."

Two bodyguards stepped in, restraining Yasmine and carrying her away. Yasmine struggled, crying out for Everett, trying to tug at his heartstrings.

But just as she started a second plea, Alex, as if by magic, whipped out a handkerchief and stuffed it into

her mouth, silencing her cries. Her antics had already cost her a year-end bonus, and yet she still dared to make a scene!

"Mmmph mmmph..."

Alex tilted his head. "Get her out of here!"

The bodyguards echoed, "Yes, sir!"

With the chaos over, Selena acted as if Everett wasn't even there. She set her fork down and rose to leave.

Everett quickly caught up to her, taking her hand in his. His gaze was still gentle, as if nothing had ever happened between them.

He even asked, with mock concern, if her hand was sore from before, playing the ever-perfect gentleman and husband.

Selena was a bit miffed by Yasmine's drama but hadn't truly been angered; she was past the age of letting a mistress's antics rile her up.

But right now, Everett's behavior was the last straw.

How could he pretend like nothing had happened?

What did he think she was?

Selena snatched her hand back, looking up at him sharply.

"Everett, you said you wanted to explain, yet you didn't come home all night. But the second Yasmine has an issue, you're there in a flash!"

"What are you, Schrodinger's busy man?"

"If you care so much for Yasmine,

just show it. Why the act? Even Oscar winners can't match your performance! Maybe you should consider a career in Hollywood!"

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Her words were sharp as daggers.

Everett's dark eyes clouded with emotion, his heart feeling like it was being crushed under a heavy weight.

He knew arguing wouldn't solve anything; it would only widen the gap between them.

There wasn't much left of their relationship to withstand such strain.

His Adam's apple bobbed as he tried to explain, hoping to calm her down.

"Selena, don't say things you'll

regret. There was a snowstorm last night, and an accident on-site.

People were hurt. I was dealing with that, not avoiding you."

He reached for her again.

"It's lunchtime now, and I've been working non-stop without even a sip of water. Let's grab some lunchnoveldrama

and talk afterward, okay?"

His voice was soft, almost pleading.

Lunch?

Selena scoffed, "Mr. Everett, you're

hungry? Fine, go have lunch. I'm

sure your little darling would be

thrilled to join you. I won't be tagging along-I might lose my appetite!"

She tore her hand away and stormed off.

The only reason she'd even considered waiting for his explanation last night was for the sake of the child she carried.