She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 41 Sending Abbie Mome

once she returned home. Mr. Foley had no choice but to temporarily send her to the villa. Surprisingly, she settled in comfortably and even acted like the mistress of the house by changing up the room’s decor.

It was just a small matter of spending some money. The villa had plenty of rooms, so Kelvin went along with it.

However, most of the time Kelvin actually lived in his bachelor apartment.

It was a small place that he and Cheyenne bought near downtown after they got married. It was only about three hundred square feet in size

It was close to his company and made it convenient for him to commute.

Abbie wanted to live in the apartment with him, but Kelvin said he didn’t like being disturbed and refused her request.

She had no choice but to request to live in Cheyenne’s old room instead.

Kelvin instinctively frowned when she asked. “How about you pick another room? Don’t you love reading? There’s an empty room next to my study that you can stay in

The study?

Wasn’t that close to Kelvin’s bedroom?

Abbie agreed anyway without knowing that Kelvin never really stayed at the villa. He only went there occasionally with Cheyenne.

He left later that night. The study was just for show; all of its books such as romance novels and comic books belonged to Cheyenne.

Chapter 42

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Chapter 42: Say It Again, Cheyenne

Cody had left

I went back to look for you earlier but couldn’t find you‘

slowly untying his tie as he answered the question. 1 ran into an old man who got lost on my way here. I sent him home before coming

for taking your phone

thought i would be more convenient if Mr. Foley carried a

about your clothes?” Chris

chill filled the

I need to freshen up, Kelvin

afternoon naps. Inside, there was a bathroom and a toilet, and many of his clothes were neatly arranged in black. But when he opened the

suits.

out among all the black, causing him to feel a sudden

Three years ago.

exquisite and luxurious

just one glance at it on his desk. It was too distracting from his work and took up space where

as she leaned forward with both hands on the desk. The scent of roses emanating

haven’t even looked at it yet! Just take one

go see about getting himself fitted for his tuxedo. Cheyenne knew how preoccupied he was, so she personally went shopping with her friend Kate to pick out something suitable after much

incessantly by Cheyenne and took one quick glance at

of white suit. His thick eyebrows immediately furrowed, and he answered in a cold voice with no emotion on his face, “It doesn’t suit me; you

look very handsome in white. I’ve imagined countless times what you would look

brow furrowed even more tightly and

him so badly

I only wear black,” he said

sharp tongue, “That’s because black makes you look old. That’s why I picked white

than me but look like a thirty–year–old uncle!” she

at her fiercely. Was he really

he never looked in the mirror much before, he always thought that his appearance was not bad at all; there were plenty of women who actively sought

them dared to