Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

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But Selena's face stayed the same, her smile looking as perfect as ever. She didn't refuse and played the part of a devoted wife ready to do whatever it took to make her husband happy.

In the bathroom, the two squeezed into the tight space of the bathtub. Everett could truly feel Selena's willingness to go along with whatever he wanted. No matter how he moved or how hard he pushed, she went with it. Even when things got rough or painful, she never so much as flinched. She didn't push him away or fight back like she used to. Instead, she tried to be exactly what he wanted. He'd once said he liked it when she took charge, so she did, reaching out to him... That night, Everett was over the moon.

He'd molded Selena himself, a testament to his skill as a teacher and her quick learning. Together, they found a harmony that left him feeling completely at ease, both body and soul. Everything seemed to be back on track. His ideal Mrs. Bennett had returned, and the ridiculous divorce drama seemed to be over.

Yet, just a week later, Everett started to feel oddly bored.

The old Selena, who seemed so compliant on the outside, was full of little plots. She'd get jealous if he skipped dinner at home, threw a fit, called Derick to subtly ask about his whereabouts when she heard silly rumors, and in bed, she'd give him a swift kick if he hurt her. But now, she was always smiling, never crying or causing a scene. She didn't ask where he was; she was there to serve when he was home and quiet when he wasn't. Her reaction was minimal, whether he was rough or gentle.

One night, feeling frustrated, he tried everything to stir her up, to make her lose herself in passion and see only him, but all that happened was... her eyes just got a little teary, and if she got very upset, she'd bite her lip hard. Afterward, even when her face was flushed, and she was caught in the moment, her gaze quickly cleared, showing no hint of warmth or love.

That night.

Everett got off Selena, threw on his robe, and looked at her calm face, suddenly asking, "Selena, are you doing this on purpose to push me away?" His tone was more frustrated than ever.

"Why would I do that?"

Selena, slightly out of breath, tried to keep her voice gentle, "Isn't this what you wanted, this version of me?"

Everett frowned, his anger rising, "I wanted the Mrs. Bennett from before, not a lifeless doll!"

What was she now but an inflatable doll?

Did he need a fake companion?

A hint of sarcasm played on Selena's lips as she pulled her nightgown close and sat up, watching him

quietly. Her words were measuret

as she said, "Everett, the old Mrs. Bennett, was exactly like this t turned myself into a doll just to make you happy."

"You wanted me to change back, and I did. What more do you want?"

Everett looked at his wife's beautiful face, his irritation growing. He knew Selen was being even better than

before.

Yet, he felt uneasy, annoyed, unsatisfied!

He even felt like he was facing Selena's silent protest, a cold defiance!

Everett's dark eyes bore into her, his emotions swirling as the tension in the room thickened.

Then, Selena let out a soft sigh, as if realizing she shouldn't be acting this way and gently leaned into his

arms. note

"Honey, why don't you tell me exactly what else you like? I can change."