Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

The rain kept pouring down, showing no signs of letting up. In Northtown, usually dry as a bone, the humidity had climbed, and the air felt a lot fresher. Ava, tough exterior but soft-hearted, was still miffed with Everett, but today, she pulled out all the stops, whipping up a nearly full-course meal. It was all about helping Everett bounce back. Maybe, just maybe, a good meal would help him shake off those lingering issues.

Selena chuckled at the thought, wishing it was that simple. Everett was in the living room, spending time with their two kids, doing his fatherly duties. Selena didn't push herself into the scene; instead, she headed upstairs to pack Mateo's stuff. Even though Mateo would be with Everett and wanted for nothing, there was something comforting about familiar clothes and belongings that new ones just couldn't replace.

When Ava came upstairs to call her for dinner, she found Selena folding clothes, her eyes red-rimmed, which pulled at Ava's heartstrings. "Ma'am, are you really sending Mateo away?"

Selena felt a deep ache at the thought. But Everett now wasn't the same as before, and she knew just how ruthless he could be when he's cold-hearted. She wasn't alone anymore; she was a mom. She had to think of her kids and couldn't afford to make an enemy of their father, stirring up a public scene. Besides, over the past year, she sometimes dreamt of that moment when Everett risked his life to save her at the cliff's edge. She couldn't forget, and she always had a soft spot for him.

Of course, she still had feelings for him. Because of those feelings, she naturally wanted to aim for a happy ending. Ava, who had watched Selena's journey, understood her feelings well. Ava suggested, "How about I go with Mateo? I'm worried about sending him back to Mr. Everett alone, especially with things as they are. I don't want the little one feeling upset." Selena felt a warmth spread through her, "Alright."

In the dining room, Blaine had gone to France and wasn't around, so Everett naturally took the head seat. Selena gave him a glance but didn't say anything, sitting down and trying to take Haley to feed her. Haley was naturally outgoing and fearless. Even after spending just a little time with her dad, despite his stern face, she wasn't scared. Clinging to his leg, she piped up, "Daddy feed, daddy feed."

The little bundle of joy was so endearing and affectionate, it was hard to resist Most men dream of having a daughter, and when she calls them "daddy," their hearts just melt. Everett picked her up onto his lap. Whatever she pointed at, he fed her His movements werenoveldrama

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awkward, still not used to this closeness, but he didn't mind. After all, she was his own flesh and blood. The magic of family ties.

Mateo watched with a bit of envy. He had wanted his dad to feed him before, only

to be told that boys should be independent, but his sister could easily get what he couldn't. Still, he wasn't jealous of her. Whatever she did was always right!!

Selena noticed and, smiling, patted her son's little head, adding more of his favorite sweet and sour ribs to his plate. "Eat up, sweetheart." Mateo, easily pleased, soon beamed with joy. Everett lifted his gaze, looking at Selena with an unreadable expression.

As evening set in, the temperature dropped noticeably. Selena had a guest room set up for Everett to stay in that night. Since he didn't have any clothes with him and couldn't wear women's or children's clothing, she went to Blaine's room to grab a set of loungewear. Their builds were similar enough to make it work.

Carrying the clothes, she walked into the guest room. Everett had just finished his shower, a towel wrapped around his waist, his hair damp, with water droplets trickling down his chest, disappearing,

Selena hadn't expected this and froze for a moment. However, she didn't shy away or retreat? They'd been together long enough, and she'd seen it all before. Her gaze was inevitably drawn to the mark on his chest.

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