Mr. Billionaire Boundless Love

Yesterday, she found news on the internet broadcasting her designs, but today, she was in the internet spotlight for different reasons altogether.

Though people knew Clint Denovan, Selene, as his wife, would not have received much public attention if she had been simply Clint’s ex-wife. The reason why she received so much attention was that she was described as a gold-digger who did everything she could to trick Clint into marrying her. But her schemes were revealed after their marriage, and she was then swiftly dumped by Clint Denovan.

People loved this kind of news.

After Selene had gone through several online articles and photos of herself, she became very upset. The photos, for instance, were very unflattering and made her look scheming and conniving.

Under the news articles and photos, there were some interesting comments:

“How could an ugly girl like her possibly get a billionaire to marry her without deceit?”

“She lied to the guy that she was pregnant; then she was dumped after he found out the truth. I feel sorry for the guy. That woman is disgusting!”

“I bet she took a huge chunk of his wealth with her when they divorced.”

I don’t care if they call me conniving, but being called ugly hurts more than I would care to admit. Selene thought to herself, smiling ironically.

Before she went out, she carefully applied her best makeup and wore a very beautiful dress that showcased her attractive figure.

Her outfit seemed to do the trick, as many eyes were on her on the way to her store.

By the time her store was within her sight, she had noticed how the shop was littered with journalists. There were even more of them than last time.

Selene saw them across the street, and she fixed her hair, which had become messy due to the windy weather. After she was satisfied, she strutted towards the store.

“Here she comes….”

One of the journalists shouted, and the crowd surged forward until they circled her.

“Miss Selene, is what they are saying in those online articles true?”

“We’ve heard that you pushed Mr. Denovan to marry you by pretending you were pregnant. Is that true?”

“How much alimony did you receive when you divorced Mr. Denovan? Could you tell us?”

Selene was circled by the journalists, and she could not get into her store. The store assistant, Mandy, could not help at all while she was in the store.

“None of it is true. It’s all utter nonsense!”

Before Selene could come up with an idea to save herself from that situation, a cold voice came. She was grabbed by someone by her shoulders before she realized what happened.

Clint held Selene as he pushed the journalists away with great effort. He helped Selene to get into the store successfully and locked the doors behind them. The journalists were locked outside.

Clint asked Mandy to pull down all the curtains so that the journalists could not see what was happening inside the store.

Selene took a breath of relief and sat down on the couch. She looked up and saw Clint standing there. “Thank you.” She said calmly.

Seeing her delicate makeup but her indifferent facial expression, he frowned. “I’ve read the online.”

“What do you think about your gold-digger ex-wife that you dumped?” Selene smiled.

“I will give out a statement to clarify it.”

Selene looked surprised after hearing that. “You don’t have to. This will blow over after a while, just like all the other stuff they report on. I earn money because of my craftsmanship, not my reputation.”

“You don’t care if they follow you around and pester you every day?” Clint raised his eyebrows.

“They will lose interest sooner or later.”

Hearing this, Clint became silent for seconds. “Selene. Is there anything you care about?” He asked.

Shocked by his abrupt question, Selene felt awkward and looked away from him. “None of your business.”

Then, Clint kept silent again. But after a while, he changed the topic. “I’m here for some new suits.”

Hearing this, Mandy, who had been at a loss for a long time, quickly took out the latest clothing album and handed it to Clint. “Mr. Denovan, you can have a look and decide which one you would like.”

“I thought you would never come to my shop ever again,” Selene said.

Clint continued flipping through the album and ignored her words. He picked up two suits and handed the album back to Mandy. He then walked to Selene.

Selene looked at him confusedly.

Clint looked at her from head to toe. “Shouldn’t you be doing measurements for my suits?”

“I know your size.”

“It’s not always the same.”

Selene looked at him from head to toe and found the thinner. She nodded and stood up to take the tape measure.

Though measuring was very simple, the tension between the man who had unspoken intentions and the woman who was his ex-wife was so palpable that it could have been cut with a knife.

When Selene got close to Clint, she could feel his breaths.

She quickly measured his waist and upper body. “Finished.”

“What about my legs? Aren’t you going to measure them?” Clint asked, tilting his head.

“Do your legs get shorter when you lose weight?” Selene retorted.

“Maybe they do. Besides, gaining and losing weight affects the thickness. You should be more professional about it.” Clint half-smiled.

Selene knew that he was trying to be annoying. She rolled her eyes and crouched to measure his leg.

Selene faced Clint. When she finished measuring his leg, she noticed a twitch in his groin area. She smiled mischievously from the corners of her lips and stretched out her hand with the tape measure to circle his thigh. She intentionally moved very slowly and touched his thigh. When the tape measure circled his thigh, making sure to brush her hand up against his manhood.

She then stood up and smiled at him. “I’m done. Is that professional enough for you?”

“Yes, it is,” Clint said calmly.