Selena just couldn't wrap her head around it. In the past, whenever she was sick and begged him to ccheck on her, he would flat-out ignore her. And now, even after everything she laid out there, he hadn't slammed the door and stormed off. Instead, he just hung around. She watched him with his lips pressed into a tight line and suddenly had a thought. She spoke slowly, "Do you suddenly have this weird fixation onbecause I'm not chasing after you anymore?" The more she thought about it, the more it seemed to make sense. Men are strange creatures. When you chase them, they act indifferent, but the minute you stop, they can't handle it. And it's not about love-it's all about their ego and possessive nature. Everett stiffened, his brow furrowed, but he stayed silent. He's not confirming nor denying.
Selena let out a sarcastic laugh. "Your affection is cheaper than dirt. Besides, you never had any real feelings, just that overblown macho pride." "Selena, watch your mouth!" Everett pressed his tongue against his teeth, taking a deep breath to cool his temper. "Considering you're not well, I'll let it slide this time." With that, he turned and walked out.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSelena didn't care if he left. In fact, she preferred it, but he had taken her phone, which infuriated her. "Are you trying to starveor something? If I kick the bucket, you won't have to split the assets, and you can let Margot take over, right?" Everett acted like he didn't hear a thing and was out the door in no time.
Selena thought about going after him, but the moment her feet hit the floor, she crumpled, all her bottled-up frustration, anger, and sadness exploding at once.
Tears cpouring out, unstoppable.
She grew up in a loving home, with parents who were madly in love and always showed affection. She always thought that was how marriages were supposed to be. It was only after marrying Everett that she realized how unfortunate it was for a woman to marry the wrong guy.
No wonder a recent TV show went viral with its catchy line: "Don't just marry any guy. You can't pick your job, but you can choose your husband. Why pick such a dud?" en She felt that deeply now.
"Why are you crying? You throw insults and then act all hurt?" chis voice, dripping with disdain.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThrough her teary eyes, Selena noticed Everett had cback at spoint. He stood there with a tray holding a bowl of plain oatmeal.
She was momentarily surprised.
Everett set the tray on the nightstand, leaned down, wrapped an arm around her shoulders and another under her knees, and lifted her back onto the bed. Seeing her tear-streaked face, he grabbed a tissue and wiped her face. He's not gentle, but not exactly rough, either.
"What are you, a three-year-old?" Selena rolled her eyes, dodging his hand, and grabbed a tissue herself to wipe her tears and blow her nose, her voice still hoarse from crying. "I thought you left?" "What were you thinking?" Everett seemed genuinely puzzled by her reasoning. "If you actually died here, I'd be the prsuspect. Plus, if
died while we're married, I'd be stuck The content is on Marvel.com! novelenglish.net! with the reputation of a wife Stuck "...Shut it, you jerk!"
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reddened eyes, recalling how irresistible she looked whenever he voice the had her beneath him. His voice grew huskier as he spoke again, "Selena, if you don't stop crying, I might just have to kiss you!"