Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire novel Chapter 163

Her voice was soft, almost like she was just making a casual observation. Without waiting for him to reply, she answered her own question.

"You never did. If you had ever seen me as your wife, you wouldn't have brushed aside my feelings and thoughts. You wouldn't have treated me however you wanted, embarrassing me in front of others. To you, I'm just a convenience when you're in need," she said, a wry smile on her lips. "Everett, if you want something, make it quick. Don't waste my time."

She lifted her hands, wrapping them around his neck, and kissed him.

What should have been a passionate moment turned into a mechanical routine. Everett's body was still heated, but his heartfelt disappointment was empty.

After a moment, he finally pulled away, saying, "Selena, you win."

With that, he got up, stormed into the bathroom, and turned on the shower. The cold water cascaded down, droplets running along his hair and cheeks.

He leaned against the wall, Selena's words echoing in his mind, the light in his eyes flickering.

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It took Selena a while to compose herself and get out of bed.

Gazing at her reflection in the vanity mirror, she saw new marks on her neck and chest, layered over those from the day before. It was a disheartening sight.

Muttering curses under her breath, she changed into a turtleneck sweater and a long skirt, finally managing to cover the marks.

When Selena went downstairs, Joy was on the sofa, staring blankly at the now-cold cup of tea on the coffee table.

"Sorry, Joy. I had some things to handle. Did you wait long?" she asked, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear.

Joy glanced up at her.