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

office. Mr. Foley, I went back to look for

lean man with his back turned to Chris was slowly untying his tie as he answered the question. 1 ran into an old man who got lost on my way here. I sent

all my fault for taking

more convenient if Mr. Foley carried a phone with him

about your clothes?”

filled the office. This scorching

now, I need to

office was a small bedroom that could fit a double bed and wardrobe, perfect for working late or taking afternoon naps. Inside, there was a bathroom and a toilet, and many of his clothes were neatly arranged in black.

suits.

the black, causing him to feel a sudden pang of nostalgia for its

Three years ago.

girl carrying an exquisite and luxurious handbag appeared in front

desk. It was too distracting from his

forward with both hands on the desk. The scent of roses emanating from her body left a deep impression

yet! Just take one look!” she

go see about getting himself fitted for his tuxedo. Cheyenne knew how preoccupied he was, so she

took one quick glance

was a set of white suit. His thick eyebrows immediately furrowed, and he answered in a cold voice with no emotion on his face, “It

I’ve imagined countless times what you would

brow furrowed even more

marry him so badly and become his wife? She had

know very well that I only wear black,”

her sharp tongue, “That’s because black

eight years older than me but look like a thirty–year–old uncle!” she added insult

fiercely.

the mirror much before, he always thought that his appearance was not bad at all; there were plenty

to speak to him like this