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?

wasn’t particularly sharp-witted herself

without paying so you’re looking at me like this?” She subconsciously

person?” Omari asked resentfully while still holding his hand

their table then stuffing it

so angry that it

“What an idiot.”

Omari’s gaze towards Cheyenne earlier wasn’t what friends should have between each other

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

striving to survive, except for this woman who was undoubtedly a slacker and didn’t even bother to turn over. Omari’s voice suddenly sounded behind her, “Cheyenne, I want

he finished speaking, the woman almost slipped on the ground. She lazily turned around

he have

What was going on?

money that he had nothing

silently by their side

moving in because it would affect his life quality. Cheyenne had just thought

really couldn’t bear it

ago under the bridge, Cheyenne felt grateful towards

hope, immediately wrote down a

He continued saying, “I’m going back

anything, Omari rushed out of the villa door as if afraid that Cheyenne

“Oh… Mr. Lara, you…”

and the Maybach parked at the gate had vanished. The roar

check remained conspicuous among plastic bags filled with leftover