She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

The man didn’t refute Cheyenne’s words, only staring at her with cold eyes.

“I’ll pack my things and leave right away. If you don’t trust me, you can watch me to make sure I don’t take anything that belongs to you,” Cheyenne said as she gathered up the train of her dress and walked up the stairs.

Her figure was graceful and elegant. Her fair skin formed a sharp contrast to her black dress. Every step she took was poised, making Abbie jealous.

There was no denying that Cheyenne was beautiful from head to toe. Abbie had been with Kelvin since childhood, and countless women who wanted to get close to him had been secretly dealt with by her.

Only Cheyenne had successfully taken Mrs. Foley’s place through old Mr. Foley’s favoritism.

The position that Abbie had been striving for but never obtained for over a decade was easily taken by Cheyenne.

The fact that Kelvin’s first woman wasn’t her but Cheyenne felt like a thorn deeply embedded in Abbie’s heart.

After a moment of silence, a glimmer of vicious light flashed in Abbie’s eyes, but when she looked up again, she had put on a gentle and kind expression. “Kelvin, let me go help her.”

“Suit yourself,” he replied indifferently before leaving the hall.

Upstairs, looking at the room where she had lived for three years now made Cheyenne feel infinitely desolate inside.

Once upon a time, Cheyenne had hoped to marry Kelvin and become his wife. She had personally chosen the bed sheets and curtains in this bedroom, but unfortunately, he rarely came in.

“Click.”

The closed door was pushed open from the outside, making a slight noise. Cheyenne turned around to see Abbie standing at the doorway with a gentle expression.

Lawrence, let me help you pack your things,” Abbie said as she walked

me pack up my things? Is she really that kind-hearted or is she just

need, I don’t have much stuff anyway. I don’t want to trouble you, Miss Berry, since you’re so important to

there was a row of her clothes mostly in pink, white and blue

black which surprisingly blended harmoniously with them – soft yet firm at the same

his suit causing them to tremble slightly. Countless nights before, she slept holding onto this suit because it smelled of his scent which gave her

on her face as she sighed

it in her arms and unfolding the sleeve. The small, inconspicuous word “Abbie” suddenly came

her feel numb as if she was immersed

his 20th birthday. At that time he lied to

out that

disgusted at the thought that the suit she used to comfort herself was bought by

too! This picture is from many years ago

picture was also his only

taking pictures or allowing others to take pictures of him. When information needed

but they didn’t even

to marry her; when Grandpa suggested taking

Abbie is

cruel truth for a long time,

smiled slowly and the dimness in her pretty eyes turned into

that your Kelvin always wears this suit in bed and goes

“Whew!”

Cheyenne’s hot breath on her ear and the

froze, and her hands clenched into fists on

on Cheyenne’s