Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Callum paused for a moment, then gave an ambiguous smile. "Everett, you're still the same, aren't you?"

Everett didn't bother replying and simply walked away.

Just as he was nearing the hospital room, Jaime appeared out of nowhere, sidling up to whisper with a mischievous grin."Everett, I saw everything!"

Everett shoved him away with disdain. "Get lost!"

Jaime didn't seem to mind, nudging Everett's arm playfully as he continued, "You stood up for your girl by putting Rebecca in her place, clearly showing you don't buy Rebecca's nonsense. So why did you insist Selena apologize?" "Could it be... you're one of those do-gooders who hide their good deeds and don't seek recognition?"

Everett couldn't be bothered, not sparing Jaime even a glance.

Jaime, rubbing his chin thoughtfully, made a teasing noise, "Knowing you, you're anything but a softie, so there's only one explanation!"

He caught up with Everett again, cupping his hands around his mouth to shout, "You're not jealous, are you?"

Selena had been giving Everett the cold shoulder lately, and her resolve about the divorce was only getting stronger. Puzzled, Everett even asked about the earliest age for menopause.

It was only natural that after backing her up, seeing her beam at another guy would set his jealousy ablaze. Otherwise, he wouldn't have given Callum a heads-up earlier.

Everett abruptly stopped, his dark eyes cutting over to Jaime as he calmly asked, "How much have you had to drink?"

The sudden question threw Jaime off, prompting a reflexive, "I haven't had a drop. Didn't get the chance."

The party ended before it even began, and they missed the meal.

"If you're spouting nonsense sober, maybe you should hit the ER tonight for a brain check. I'll cover the bill."

Jaime was stunned. He choked for a few seconds, unwilling to back down, but seeing his friend's icy stare, he wisely bit his tongue.

Raising his hands in mock surrender, he said, "Alright, I'll zip it, okay?"

He was just being stubborn, curious to see how long Everett could keep this up!

With no drama left to watch, Jaime decided to leave. "Alright, I'm out. I'll check in on Josh tomorrow."

Back in the hospital room, Everett found Selena already asleep on the couch.

She was curled up with her back to him. Even in slumber, she seemed guarded and distant.

Everett pocketed his hands, lowering his gaze to watch her, his eyes shaded with an unreadable darkness.

In front of him, Selena was always

all fire and enthusiasm. She clung to

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Their spats never lasted more than a day. She'd never been like this, as if she'd transformed overnight. What was she playing at?

Everett closed his eyes, letting his thoughts drift. He glanced at Selena once more before fetching a blanket.

Selena wasn't actually asleep. She

just didn't want to engage with that jerk, saving herself from

unnecessary anger. A woman

should avoid getting upset too often. She had to look after her health!

But as he gently draped the blanket over her, her long lashes trembled involuntarily.

He had always been indifferent, yet here he was, showing care.

In the past she'd have been thrilled, thinking she had a shot again. But now, they were on the brink of divorce, and just as they were about

to go their separate ways, he pulls

this?

A slap in the face followed by a sweet gesture?

'Ha, as if she cared!' she thought.

Selena took a deep breath, pushed aside her chaotic thoughts, and drifted off to sleep.