Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Divorce?

Everett's eyes flickered with a touch of impatience. A bit of jealousy or a small tantrum from her was no big deal, but having the word "divorce" always on her lips was genuinely unsettling.

Having just brought her back, he wasn't in the mood for another fight. Acting as if he hadn't heard her, he reached out, pulling her back into his arms, holding her firmly against him. He gently stroked her hair as if she were a cherished pet, feeling the softness beneath his fingers. With patience, he coaxed, "After everything that went down today, aren't you exhausted?" "Let's sort it out tomorrow. For now, let's just get some sleep, alright?"

"Even if you're wide awake, our little Haley needs her rest, sweetheart..."novelbin

Forced onto his shoulder, Selena felt a deep chill within her.

Even now, in his eyes, she was just being unreasonable, dramatic, a diva seeking attention. To him, she was just a canary in a gilded cage, someone he showered with wealth and glory, yet he never truly saw her for who she was. Sure, a woman only interested in his money or status would probably love this life, but that wasn't her.

It wasn't that she was above money or didn't care for it, but from the start, she wanted his love, his affection. This relationship had become a source of immense pain, and if she didn't fight back, she'd drown in this mess.

She wanted to rescue herself, and she wasn't wrong for it.

"Everett, I can't wait any longer, not a minute more!"

She'd been waiting for three years, and it was more than enough.

Suddenly, Selena bit his neck hard, showing no mercy, and he winced, loosening his hold.

Irritation flashed across Everett's handsome features.

This woman never took the easy route, which really grated on his nerves.

"Are you really that upset?"

Everett's long fingers pinched her cheek in a playful punishment, and he softened his tone, "If you want to know where I was tonight, just ask. I'll explain."

This was a rare concession for him.

He hated repeating himself, but for the sake of peace, he was willing to explain things properly.

Hearing his condescending tone and seeing his indifferent demeanor, Selena's smile turned icy. What more could she hope for from him?

He lacked even the basic respect, always acting so superior.

"Let me go," she said, keeping her anger in check.

Everett raised an eyebrow but let her go as she wished.

In their scuffle, her coat had slipped off, and her dress was hiked up to her thighs. She stood, hands trembling as she quickly fixed her outfit, then turned to grab a document from the coffee table, tossing it in front of him.

"Mr. Everett, let's strike a deal. I'll trade this document for a divorce."

Everett glanced down briefly, the lazy, playful look vanishing as his gaze turned cold.

Ah, so that's what Grandfather meant by making a choice!

Giving her such a powerful card to play.

Classic move from his grandfather.

In an instant, the Everett before her was no longer the playful guy from moments ago. Even though he still lounged casually on the sofa, his eyes were sharp, and his presence commanded attention.

This was Everett the businessman.

Every movement radiated an invisible strength.

She'd been drawn to his masculine charm countless times before, always admiring his strength. But being on the opposite side wasn't so pleasant.