She didn''t say a word. She just tilted her chin toward the lunchbox and said, "Let''s eat."


    Selena seemed to be unbothered, and Everett''s lips barely curled into a smile. This strategy actually worked!


    However, when he opened the lunchbox and saw the three disastrously prepared dishes, his expression turned sour.


    Before he could voice his frustration, Selena leaned forward with a cheeky grin and said, "Didn''t you just say you wouldn''t criticize my cooking anymore? You''ll eat whatever I make, right?" She picked up a fork, speared a piece of spicy chicken, and offered it to him. "Please, enjoy!"


    Everett hesitated for a moment. He stared at the piece of chicken for a long moment before reluctantly eating it.


    This time, it was Selena''s turn to be surprised. She watched him contort his face in pain from the spice as he gulped down arge ss of water and coughed several times.


    After regaining hisposure, Everett looked at her with a gaze full of double meaning and said, "Selena, I''ll finish these dishes. Let''s not be upset about yesterday anymore, okay?"


    Selena was too shocked to respond. She didn''t even remember if she had agreed or not. As she left the Bet Corporation, her mind was still buzzing.


    Lydia was behind her, watching with jealousy. Just yesterday, Mr. Bet and she had a big argument, yet today, it seemed like nothing had happened.


    Hadn''t ire said that Mr. Bet didn''t even like Selena?


    Why did it suddenly feel like they were just flirting, and Lydia was merely a pawn in their game.


    No wonder Selena didn''t take her seriously. She even had her friend Joy insult and mock her.


    The resentment in Lydia''s eyes deepened, her fists clenching tightly. She couldn''t let this go. She was determined to win over Mr. Bet, to be his woman, and to put Selena in her ce!


    Lydia pulled out her phone and dialed a number. As soon as the call connected, she said tersely, "I want that drug. Name your price!"


    ...


    In the days that followed, Everett kept his promise. No matter what Selena cooked or how it tasted, he neverined and ate it all.


    He often stayed at Moon Bay, but mostlt he slept in the spare room or the study, and would asionally climb into her bed just to hold her. He never crossed any lines, though his boner made her uneasy. Selena didn''t know what he was nning, but if this peace couldst until they divorced, it would be one of his few acts of grace.


    Today marked the end of their


    one-month agreement. After delivering today''s meal, their deal would be over, and she wouldn''t have to y delivery girl anymore. She could return to chasing big stories and making money.


    So, she happily cooked a meal to Everett''s liking, carefully ting it before setting off.


    Just as she got out of the car, someone bumped into her, causing the lunchbox to fall and its lid to open slightly.


    Frowning, Selena was about to scoldN?velD(ram)a.?rg owns this content.


    the person, but she saw his


    apologetic face as he helped pick up the lunchbox, and she let it go after checking that everything was still intact. She advised him to watch


    where he was going and entered the


    Bet Corporation.


    In the office, Everett noticed the effort put into today''s meal. His lips curled up, his eyes hinting at deeper thoughts.


    To avoid any misunderstandings, Selena exined, "I just wanted to end things on a good note."


    Everett''s smile deepened. "I didn''t say anything."


    Selena was taken aback. Well, it was thest day anyway!


    She couldn''t be bothered to argue, leaning against the sofa to scroll through her phone for thetest news.


    After finishing the meal, Selena got


    up to leave. Everett had a meetingter and was preparing to review some documents. However, he had only taken a few steps when a sudden, intense heat exploded within him, unmistakably a sign of being drugged.


    Within seconds, sweat beaded on his forehead, veins throbbing visibly, an urge no amount of self-control could suppress.


    His gaze flickered to the remains of their meal on the coffee table, his eyes darkening with tumultuous emotions.


    Grabbing his phone, he dialed a number while striding out.


    Around the hallway corner, suddenly, a soft, fragrant presence caught him off guard. Everett''s body tensed instantly, and as he looked down, for a moment, he thought he saw Selena.