She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 226: Mr. Todd Cooks by Himself

The reason why that person targeted Eddie and her was probably because they his plans.

Soar Casino, Konner, the Todd family… what was the connection between them?

Cheyenne fell into a deep thought. Suddenly someone’s belly rumbled.

She instinctively looked up at Iker, her red lips curved with a hint of teasing smile. “Master Iker, are you hungry?”

Seeing her starry eyes and sweet smile, Iker couldn’t help but pause for a moment. A hint of laughter flashed in his eyes.

His voice still sounded cold. “Miss Lawrence, it seems like your belly is rumbling.”

As soon as he finished speaking, another “rumbling” sound rang in Cheyenne’s ear again. She looked down to where the sound came from.

Embarrassing. It really was her stomach rumbling.

Her face turned red instantly; she wished she could turn back time and take back what she said just now.

She wanted to watch Iker make fun of themselves but ended up being laughed at instead.

Come to think of it, she woke up at noon after sleeping at the Foley mansion, then had some conflict with Abbie on the street and went to the Todd mansion in the afternoon before finally returning here until now. It had been an entire day since she last ate anything!

Now if she ordered food delivery, it would take more than half an hour to arrive…

Hold on!

felt embarrassed as she picked up the water glass on the table and filled it with water before gulping down one cup

flowed into her stomach, giving her some sense

by slightly opening her lips. “Is

white light shone upon his silhouette, making him look like he was covered in silver light all over his body. With sharp eyebrows and deep-set eyes staring intently towards Cheyenne’s direction, he suddenly spoke, “I’m also feeling

over the glass that was still in hand. “Do you want some…

“No.”

glass, Cheyenne wanted to continue their discussion, but Iker interrupted her again, “Where is your

“Ah? It’s… over there!”

lowered her head and whispered, “But I don’t know how to cook. I haven’t been home for several days and I’m

nodded, her round eyes looking at him with

eat anything. I’m not

indeed empty except for a pile of beer cans, two

door behind him, he coldly asked,

both hands. Her fair face rested on them as if she were an eager student

answer her but gave her

how Cheyenne managed to survive on just beer in

how to beat eggs right?” Cheyenne

like such

was already being looked down upon by Iker who saw that after she stirred it twice, quite some egg

the bowl; apparently cooking wasn’t meant for someone

was chicken soup but unfortunately there were no ingredients left in the refrigerator so she couldn’t prove herself worthy enough for Iker’s taste

tightly, pulling her towards himself and commanding coldly,

will ruin my delicate skin since I am such a beautiful

special but unfortunately he didn’t appreciate it which led Cheyenne never stepping foot inside another kitchen again. Compared to cooking food herself, she preferred tasting food

Lawrence are you not

and grabbed onto the door frame, watching Iker in the kitchen. He moved quickly, heating up oil in a pan and pouring in the egg mixture that she had made earlier. The aroma of eggs filled the air as he added tomatoes to make soup, seasoning it simply with salt