Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire novel Chapter 381

"Mm."

As his words drifted off, the man's long fingers gently grasped her delicate chin, his lips meeting hers. He kissed her with a mix of intensity and tenderness, coaxing her mouth open, his tongue playfully entwining with hers. Selena, eager to bring it to a close, slowly began to kiss him back.

Time seemed to stretch on endlessly, and by the time Selena realized it, she was gasping for air, her mind swirling in a haze. Before she knew it, he had her pinned down once more...

The next day, just as she had expected, Selena couldn’t muster the strength to get out of bed. She had planned to explore some historic sites, but now all she could do was lay there, feeling limp and exhausted.

Meanwhile, the culprit behind her condition looked completely content, showing no signs of fatigue despite his efforts. If anything, he seemed more energized than ever.

Fuming, Selena gave him a light kick in the stomach.

This man must be part teddy bear, she thought with irritation!

Everett just chuckled and stayed in bed with her, catching up on sleep. Normally disciplined and never one to lounge around, it surprised him to find himself doing just that, staying in bed with her until the afternoon. He only got up because he worried she might be starving.

The hotel's revolving restaurant was a 24/7 paradise, offering a buffet with every dish imaginable.

Selena was so famished she felt like her stomach was stuck to her spine. She returned to the table with her plate piled high and devoured her food with gusto, prompting Everett to wipe her lips with a napkin, laughing, "Take it easy, no one's going to steal your food."

He used to mind her lack of table manners, but now he found it endearing. Watching her eat heartily and gain a little weight was far more pleasing than seeing her look listless.

Who’s fault was it, really?

Selena focused on her food, not even bothering to glance his way.

"Hey! Everett! Is that really you?" A voice with a slightly awkward English accent cut through the air.

Everett lazily lifted his eyelids, glancing at the newcomer.

The man, tall and handsome with blond hair and blue eyes, bounded over and clapped Everett on the shoulder, grinning broadly, "What a coincidence running into you here."

Everett recognized him immediately, a smile spreading across his face as he stood to hug him, "Long time no see, John."

John was an old college buddy and roommate, someone who had also shared the trials of Wall Street with him.

They’d gone their separate ways when John decided to go home and take over his family’s business, but they kept in touch now and then.