Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire
Chapter 402

Selena absentmindedly twirled a lock of hair by her temple as she strolled over and sat across from him.

"What's going on?" she asked, her voice still a touch raspy.

Everett couldn't resist glancing at her, his expression softening just a bit. With a laid-back tone, he said, "Easter's coming up soon, and this year's a bit different. Apart from Dad, every member of the Bennett family is expected to return for the gathering. Grandpa will be there too. I'll swing by to pick you up."

Oh, so that was it. Selena felt a wave of relief wash over her.

Easter.

For a family as distinguished as the Bennetts, traditions mattered a lot, especially during holidays like these. With their large family and many branches, a full-blown gathering usually happened only every five years, demanding everyone's presence. This year's insistence was likely due to Josh's nearing end, marking his final commemoration.

When it came to Josh, Selena wouldn't refuse. She nodded gently, "Alright, I get it."

No matter how things were between her and Everett, she wished for her grandfather to depart in peace.

Everett went on to mention some things to keep in mind, and Selena listened carefully, nodding as she took it all in.

With the topic covered, Everett should've headed back to the office, but they hadn't had a decent chat in ages. Selena was either cold and distant or her words cut deep.

As Everett looked at Selena's lovely, delicate face, something stirred in him unexpectedly, and he blurted out, "Selena, see, we can get along."

Selena, still mulling over the Easter plans, was momentarily caught off guard and then chuckled with a hint of sarcasm, "Mr. Everett, if you're aiming for peace, just sign the papers. We can part ways amicably, and I promise, I'll greet you with a smile every time." Everett: "...Can we just talk like adults?"

Since he wanted to chat, Selena decided to go along.

"Your idea of getting along means I

have to be all nice and

accommodating, never crossing you, the perfect Mrs. Bennett out in public, and then playing the dutiful wife at home, just there to keep your bed warm and have kids."

"And then, I'd have to put up with your scandals, share my husband with other women, and who knows when another love child might pop up! One of them could even show up at my doorstep, trying to rile me up or worse, harm me for a shobat the top. Honestly, even if it's just to have a few more good years, I'm not putting myself through that!"

"Everett, let's switch roles for a moment. If you were in my shoes, would you go for it?"

As she spoke, the light in Everett's eyes dimmed, and his lips pressed into a hard, unyielding line.

"So, at the end of the day, you just won't give me another shot!"

"Because without Mateo, no matter what I do, I'm always in the wrong in your eyes."

Everett felt a mix of frustration and hurt, his eyes reddening slightly. He reached across the coffee table, grabbing Selena's wrist and ignoring her attempts to pull away, holding her firmly.

"Selena, losing Mateo wasn't only hard on you. You can't just pin all the blame on me and ignore my pain and attempts to make things right!"

Selena was pulled closer by his grip, and as she looked at his handsome face, seeing his hurt and frustration, she couldn't help but replace it laughable.

"Why shouldn't blame you? Everett,

during those last months with

Mateo, when I needed my husband

the most, where were you? Every night, twas in agony with leg cramps, calling and texting you. Did you ever respond?"