Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire novel Chapter 640

Selena's eyes shimmered with tears as she gazed at him. Her red lips parted, each word firm and resolute, "Everett, you've broken your promises too many times. I hope this time you'll keep your word!"

He looked back at her, stunned, holding her gaze. Before he knew about her struggles with depression, he would never have let her go. Even though his methods were tough and seemed unfeeling, he always believed that as long as she stayed by his side, her heart would eventually soften.

Now, he couldn't bring himself to use those tactics anymore. He worried she might fall ill again, was concerned about their unborn child, and most importantly, he wanted to help her find peace. He didn't want the shadow of depression to follow her forever. If she could find happiness, perhaps she could gradually let go of past hurts and find comfort. Her therapist had suggested this to him.

At this moment, he had to admit Selena hiring Blaine, the lawyer, was a masterstroke. Blaine didn't follow the usual routes; he went straight for the vulnerabilities, making Everett surrender willingly. Not because of Blaine's strategy, but because of his love for her.

Gently, he wiped the tears from her cheeks, his throat tightening as he hoarsely whispered one word, "Okay."

Usually warm to the touch, his hands were now cool, and Selena's thick lashes fluttered slightly. Hearing his promise, she thought she'd feel liberated and relieved. But it was just that...

Love is perhaps the most elusive thing in this world. Yet, this outcome was what she wanted, and she felt content.

Selena pushed aside a fleeting sadness and stood up. "Tonight, I'll sleep with our son." She wasn't asking for his permission—just letting him know. With that, she walked out without looking back.

Everett sank into the couch, sitting in silence for what felt like ages...

Bradley stood up, greeting her with respect, "Ma'am, it's been a long time."

Then he turned to Mateo with a warm smile, "Hello, young master."

Mateo had never met Bradley, but having spent so much time with Everett, his confidence and insight had grown, and he was no longer intimidated. He nodded solemnly, "Hello, sir."

Such poise—a child destined for greatness. Bradley couldn't help but think, like father, like son. It was indeed true.