Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Selena couldn't help but be taken aback as she looked at Rhett. He'd always claimed his family was open-minded and wouldn't meddle in his love life. But let's be real-guys can say all sorts of sweet things when they're trying to win someone over, and when push comes to shove, who knows what might happen?

The Harris family had a significant clout in Northtown, and Rhett was young, with a lot of potential ahead. Dating seemed understandable, but proposing marriage right off the bat? That was a curveball she didn't see coming.

Rhett, sensing her skepticism, quickly added, "Selena, this isn't some spur-of-the- moment thing. I've already talked to my grandpa, and he's all for it."

"I told him about everything you've done in Newport. He's really impressed and thinks you're as capable as any man, handling responsibilities with grace. He even framed a calligraphy piece to give to you when you meet the family."

Selena was floored. Sure, her achievements might win applause, but in a traditional, high-society world, they weren't exactly embraced. The old guard usually preferred a gentle, submissive wife—not someone with a backbone of steel.

Mr. Harris's open-mindedness struck a chord with her. Maybe marrying into a family like that wouldn't be so bad after all. For a brief moment, her heart wavered.

Her fingers twitched slightly, but logic took the reins. She did like Rhett, but it was more about respect for him as a person than anything romantic. She didn't want him to waste his feelings on her.

"Rhett, I'm sorry, I..." Her voice was a whisper, as if not to scare him off.

Rhett cut in, “Selena, I get that you're not over Mr. Everett yet. You've got years together and two kids-I understand."

"If you go back to him, I'll wish you both the best. But if not, why not give me a shot?"noveldrama

Selena's voice softened further, "But it wouldn't be fair to you."

Rhett shook his head, "Selena, how is not giving me a chance fair? I

don't mind if you're still thinkin net

about Mr. Everett or if you need me to help you heal. I just want a trial run."

“Better than not even getting a ticket to the show."

His words were a revelation for Selena. Maybe she really was getting old; the younger generation's perspective was so refreshing.

She remembered being Rhett's age, driven by the same desire for a chance not expecting anything in return. The night breeze was gentle, and his words completely won her over.

She needed to respect the fiery spirit of youth. Selena nodded slowly, "Rhett, you sure do have a way with words."

Seeing her agreement, Rhett's face lit up, and he was so thrilled he could barely

get the words out, "Selena, I... I'm really happy, truly."

He took her hand, ready to slip a ring on, but Selena curled her fingers.

“Rhett, let's take it slow, alright? This ring..."

Selena examined it, then smiled, "I'll keep it safe for now, okay?"

Rhett felt a twinge of

disappointment, but the fact that Selena was willing to give it a try was more than enough for him. After all, relationships shoul@grow naturally, not be rushed.