Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire novel Chapter 965

He murmured softly in her ear, "Maybe I'm just a bit crazy."

When he wasn't in love, he couldn't be bothered; but once he fell, he loved with wild abandon.

Not even Selena could stand in his way.

In the end, both of them succumbed to the thick, swirling smoke.

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Selena once again found herself dreaming of her teenage years.

She had been utterly smitten with the frail yet aloof Everett at first glance and would sneak out to the backyard every day just to steal a glimpse of him.

She thought she was being sly, but little did she know, everything was caught on camera. Whenever Everett was in a foul mood, he'd sit in front of the TV, watching Selena’s little charade unfold.

At first, he found her intrusive and irritating.

Later on, he found her antics somewhat amusing.

Eventually, he grew accustomed to her presence.

During his arduous recovery, when his heart ached, watching her brought him a rare sense of joy.

Her teenage infatuation, the unrequited love as she grew up, the heartache from her marriage—all of it finally came to light.

The Everett she loved so deeply, with all his might, fought for her and the child she carried, giving them a fighting chance.

Selena came to three days later, her throat raw from the smoke, with a few scrapes and bruises but otherwise okay.

Everett, though, was in far worse shape.

His back, fingers, and limbs had suffered various degrees of burns. The scariest part was his mechanical heart—it had been damaged, resulting in a crack that disrupted blood flow. His surgery took ages, and even afterward, he remained in a coma.

The doctors did everything they could, but whether he'd wake up was anyone's guess.

When Selena awoke, she was wheeled into his hospital room, unexpectedly calm.

She sat quietly by his side.