Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire novel Chapter 396

If she could help it, Selena really didn't want to keep this standoff going with him. It was a road leading nowhere, just a recipe for disaster for both of them.

If they could both just take a step back, that would be perfect.

She wasn't hung up on getting anything more from him. Her earlier talks about splitting his assets were just her way of dealing with the frustration of it all. But when your heart moves on, everything about that person becomes meaningless.

Everett was left hanging, his hopes dashed, and disappointment settled in heavy between them.

Just like Selena found it hard to grasp why he wouldn't budge, Everett was baffled by her refusal to give in.

Being Mrs. Bennett, loving him, respecting him, having his kids—those were the dreams she once cherished. Why couldn’t they keep living that dream?

Why did it have to be so hard?

Everett shrugged off her hand, his handsome face slipping back into its usual mask of indifference. Without saying another word, he turned and walked away.

Selena stood there, rooted to the spot until she heard the car start downstairs. The sound faded into the distance, and her hands, hanging by her sides, slowly clenched into fists.

She had given it her all.

For Mateo’s sake, she had tried so hard to end things peacefully, but the stubborn man just wouldn’t cooperate.

So if that’s how he wanted it, she wasn’t going to hold back anymore.

The car flew down the wide street, the speed doing nothing to calm the storm brewing inside Everett.

In no time, he found himself parked outside his downtown apartment, sitting in the car, staring up at the light left on just for him, yet he hesitated to go up.

He rolled down the window, pulled out a pack of cigarettes, lit one, and took a deep drag.

Suddenly, he thought about how long it had been since Selena had called just to check on him.

Now she seemed indifferent. Whether he was home, if he had eaten, or if he was cold—she never asked anymore, a far cry from the early years of their marriage when she fussed over every little thing.

Everett tightened his grip on the phone, then slid his finger across the screen to answer.

"Everett, are you here yet?"

Margot's voice came through, eager yet gentle. After a pause, she added with concern, "I wasn’t trying to rush you, just worried something might have happened on the way..."

Everett pressed his lips together, staying silent for a moment.

He knew that if he wanted comfort or to bask in a woman's warmth, all he had to do was head up to the apartment. There would be a woman smiling at him, gentle and caring, unlike Selena, who was now cold, sharp, and distant.