She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 242: Do You Smoke?

Iker, this cold and ruthless man, surprisingly likes to read romance comics that only young girls like. This really surprised Cheyenne.

She looked at his handsome and cold face with bright and curious eyes, a teasing smile ringing in his ears.

“Tsk tsk tsk, I never thought Master Iker is so girlish. Tell me, who do you like the most in there?”

“Desert Princess Consort” was one of the most popular romance comics in Comic Kingdom.

It mainly tells the story of a modern female protagonist accidentally traveling back thousands of years to ancient Egypt on the Nile River and her love-hate relationship with Egypt’s most famous tyrant Ramses II.

This was also Cheyenne’s favorite story in this magazine.

Unfortunately, she hadn’t collected all the serialized plots yet. The issue Iker had in his hands happened to be her last purchase.

The plot had reached where conflicts arise between male and female protagonists; the male protagonist was about to marry a princess from another country while the female protagonist traveled back to modern times.

Looking at those calm but terrifying eyes opposite her, Cheyenne suddenly wanted to tease him. She touched her chin with her fingers seriously before answering, “As you can see for yourself, this is how it ends.”

anything else about it directly, she could feel his regret through his expression alone. She pulled out a pack of lady cigarettes scented

that cater more towards young girls’ tastes. When smoking them, mixed nicotine blended together with fruity sweetness reminding someone of their first love, so naturally, Cheyenne liked these flavors very much. Her hand skillfully retrieved a cigarette from within, pinching the butt between her index

just about to send the cigarette back, but suddenly felt something warm and slight discomfort

Your leg…” Tanner wanted to say that smoking was harmful to health, and might worsen the injury

and sweet. “Smoking can be a good thing, it can help

slightly hoarse, sweet with a touch of melancholy, making people unable to resist the urge

kind of

It was Kelvin, right?

took out a perfume-bottle-shaped lighter, crystal clear and exquisitely designed. If it weren’t for the

possessing a completely different demeanor from her usual

was shrouded in a misty veil, adding to its mysterious and seductive

a hint of orange fragrance in the smoke, just like the scent

and she felt incredibly comfortable at this moment. Every cell in her body had opened

a charming smile, “Do

was about to reach for a

reach. The cheeks were fair and rosy, framed by long and curly eyelashes, beneath which were bright and shining eyes. He didn’t snap out of it or lean

tobacco mixed with orange flavor made him feel a little sweet. When he learned to exhale smoke like her, all that was

skilled and handsome. It looked like years of practice had