She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 235: Mr. Lara Refuses to Take Cases

However, when he returned after years of studying abroad, he heard the news that Miss Lawrence had married into a wealthy family. The girl he had been thinking about for four years was now wearing a pure white wedding dress and running towards another man.

In that moment, all his persistence and beliefs collapsed…

He never expected Cheyenne to enter the hall of marriage at just eighteen years old. He was one step too late.

Fortunately, he hadn’t given up yet, and she had also divorced.

There was still time for everything.

Coming back to reality from his memories, Omari looked back at Cheyenne.

When she ate food, her cheeks puffed up like a little hamster eating its food. Her cherry blossom lips opened and closed as she focused on the shumai in her hand.

Her profile was adorable with a strand of chestnut hair falling onto her chest and sticking to her fair skin without her noticing.

“Slow down; no one’s taking it away from you,” Omari said tenderly as he suddenly reached out with his big hand to tuck the strand behind Cheyenne’s ear.

As a result, her cute little ears were exposed under the sunlight shining through colorful glass windows outside. The light turned into beautiful shades of blue while illuminating strands of fine white hair inside them along with tiny blood vessels visible through transparent earlobes like they were congested or something else entirely.

He inexplicably wanted to take a bite out of them just to see if they tasted sweet like she did?

sharp-witted herself

do you think I ate your breakfast without paying so you’re looking at me like

person?” Omari asked resentfully while still holding

then stuffing it into Omari’s palm,”I’ll pay later; eat this too since I’m

so angry that it

“What an idiot.”

what friends should have between each other but rather how men look at women filled

court could be so domineering sometimes. However, Omari was clearly wasting his time because Cheyenne had no interest in him whatsoever. Just after breakfast, Cheyenne

couldn’t help but roll his eyes at her lazy behavior. All the girls he knew were hardworking and striving to survive, except for this woman who was undoubtedly a slacker and didn’t even bother to turn over. Omari’s

slipped on the ground. She lazily turned around with

he have his own

What was going on?

have so much money that he had nothing better to do than give

Iker stood silently by their side waiting for

life quality. Cheyenne had

couldn’t bear

the man who saved her eight years ago under the

out a pen from his pocket without giving up hope, immediately wrote down a check worth three million

is rent money; I’ll leave it here.” He continued saying, “I’m

of the villa door as

“Oh… Mr. Lara, you…”

before she could even utter these four words, Omari had hurriedly left, and the Maybach parked at the gate had vanished. The roar of the car’s engine grew fainter and

conspicuous among plastic bags filled with leftover food items