She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 72: She’s Really Immature

Soon enough, Tanner, drenched from head to toe and holding a black checkered umbrella, walked up to Cheyenne.

As he handed her the umbrella, he couldn’t help but feel speechless. It was pouring rain outside. Miss Lawrence would definitely get soaked if went goes out. Although Master Iker had trained female soldiers before who had to crawl through mud or run five kilometers in the rain, Tanner couldn’t bear to treat Cheyenne like one of them. He saw her as a delicate and sweet woman. Cheyenne knew that Iker was intentionally getting back at her by driving her away, since she required him to take the bitter medicine.

But she did it for his own good. Besides, she even gave him the candy which she herself liked to eat very much. Master Iker was being stingy indeed.

Should she take the umbrella or not?

Suddenly, there was a loud sound of pouring rain and everything became hazy with mist. The villa in front of them was shrouded in white amidst this curtain of raindrops while tree leaves were scattered all over the ground due to strong winds.

Clang!

Another loud thunderclap, as if an earthquake, rang in Cheyenne’s ears.

She bit her lip and reached out with a small, white hand to grab the umbrella handle.

Turning back with a smile, she said, “Thank you so much, Master Iker!”

Her skirt was blown by the gusts of wind and fluttered continuously. The woman’s smile made Iker unable to help but laugh.

As she was about to walk out with the umbrella in hand, the person behind her finally spoke up. “Forget it. Wait until the rain stops before you go.”

“Master Iker, I’ll just accept your kindness,” Cheyenne said with a smiling face, turned towards the awkward man behind her.

The latter still had a cold expression on his face. “Tanner, take Miss Lawrence to sit in the living room.”

“Yes.”

had to go back and change his clothes. Before leaving, he explained, “Miss Lawrence, please forgive us. Master Iker

Thank

that, one of their servants brought her afternoon tea – terimisu and

shows came up which happened be airing Peppa Pig – the most childish cartoon show ever . Upstairs in his study room, Iker held onto a book but

too loud! The voices of cartoon characters, combined with her occasional bursts of laughter, made it impossible for him to concentrate. Several times he

pouring rain, he gave up.

its banks. Cheyenne couldn’t take it anymore; she collapsed onto the couch

feeling strangely uncomfortable. That sweet laughter as a bell was actually much more pleasant

“Why isn’t she laughing?”

go check if

a good day for sleeping in on rainy days. Tanner had been dozing off at the door when

“I’ll go check.”

Iker put down his book and wheeled himself

on the couch slept soundly through it

a hint of red, rested on the pillow. Strands of her hair cascaded down to her fair complexion and playfully brushed against Cheyenne’s lips. She didn’t know what she

lips parted slightly as she whispered a word under

was cold. He took off his jacket and draped it over

felt the need to take extra care of Cheyenne. Perhaps it was because he feared that if she got sick, there would be

coughed lightly to hide his embarrassment before turning

“Yes,” Tanner replied softly.

through the storm at breakneck speed, creating huge white splashes as its wheels hit

factors as he continued reading through his contract while water

glance at Kelvin through the mirror in the car and asked with a trembling voice, “Mr. Foley, do we really have

he’s a wolf