Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire
Chapter 371

He still thought it wasn't enough, teasingly reminding her of her role with playful affection, calling out, "Mrs. Bennett!"

Images flooded Selena's mind uncontrollably-those countless rumors over the years about him and Margot. In the apartment, even when his grandfather beat him to a bloody pulp, he stood firm, shielding Margot from being taken away. In the café, with Margot lying in a pool of blood, he didn't trust Selena, whisking Margot away and leaving Selena to face the crowd's judgment.

The last image lingered-their picture from the newspaper that morning; they sat on the couch, him engrossed in his papers, Margot in a nightgown, nestled beside him, watching TV-those peaceful days.

She tried to let go, convincing herself she'd soon be free. She had her son and the promise of a happier future. So, for the past few days, she'd been doing well, falling asleep each night looking at her son's picture, not needing to worry about anything else.

As long as Everett stayed out of her sight, not forcing her to confront an unfaithful husband, she could be okay, she could slowly replace her way back to happiness.

But why...

He just wouldn't let her be, clinging to her, unable to stand her being even a little bit happy. If he was miserable, he wouldn't let her replace peace either.

Selena's emotions boiled over, and she snapped. She kicked, shoved, and slapped him with everything she had.

"Everett, you're out of your mind, you jerk, get your filthy hands off me, get away, just get away..."

Everett's drunkenness had burned away all his sense. Her resistance and insults only stoked his desire to conquer and win.

He was her husband; she once loved him fiercely, couldn't be driven away, so how could she not love him now? Hadn't she always whispered in his ear about love being eternal?

What right did she have to drag him into this game and then refuse to play by the rules? He wouldn't stand for it!

Selena was supposed to love only him, Everett, from beginning to end!

Everett stretched out his arm,

scooped her up, and slung her over his shoulder. In a few strides, he reached the floor-to-ceiling windows and, with a flourish, yanked open all the curtains.

Outside stretched the endless night sky, stars twinkling, breathtaking.

Selena was still reeling, trying to fathom what Everett was up to when suddenly, she found herself pressed against the glass. Understanding dawned on her, and her eyes widened in disbelief.

"Everett, you've lost your mind!"

Did he really intend to be intimate with her here? Even at night, the villa's security guards were patrolling; being seen was almost inevitable...

No one could throw all decency to

the wind, especially not Selena. Being stuck here was already humiliating enough; if they were spotted, and rumors spread.Q

OUMS

Selena couldn't bear the thought; she absolutely couldn't accept it.

But Everett, in his fury, was set on punishing her, making her realize she had no right to reject or scorn him.

Her dress was torn open with raw force, the chill air prickling her skin into goosebumps.

With a snap.

He only unbuckled his belt...

A flash of crimson flickered in Everett's eyes as he saw the tear slip from the corner of Selena's eye.

And then he thought, yes, he was mad-but it was her who had driven him to madness!