She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 320: What’s Wrong with Her?

Nora sat elegantly in Sean’s original seat with a fresh wine glass in front of her. The restaurant owner, wearing white silk gloves, took the glass and used his other hand to carefully pour the wine into the glass, like liquid silk. It gently swirled in the glass, reflecting her delicate, ivory complexion.

“Miss Lawrence, please have a taste,” he said.

“Thank you.”

It was a rare experience to have the owner personally serve her, and the envious looks from the other diners around her only inflated Nora’s sense of pride. She raised the glass to her lips, parted her red lips, and took a sip.

She could feel the silky, slightly bitter flavor spreading on her tongue, with a hint of sweetness lingering after swallowing. The mouthful of wine was truly exquisite.

“It would be even better with a slice of foie gras. Miss Lawrence, enjoy your meal. I have other matters to attend to, so I’ll take my leave.”

“Of course.”

Nora had no intention of being foolish and ordering another plate of foie gras. There were plenty of dishes on the table that had hardly been touched. Since Sean had ordered foie gras earlier, she decided to help herself to it, even though it had cooled down a bit.

To follow Sean, she hadn’t even eaten dinner. She had hastily left home without her bag, and her Paypal balance was reduced to what she had spent on the coffee. She was rather hungry.

Jerry, who had just had his fill, looked at his goddess with a face full of concern as he saw her eating the leftovers. In his eyes, Nora was the kind of little princess who should be treated like royalty. How could she be in such a pitiful state?

Cheyenne found his behavior amusing. With one hand supporting her chin, she stared at Jerry, who appeared to be grumbling like an old lady. When she heard him calling Nora pitiful, she couldn’t help but express her disdain.

had been rudely driven away without reason just a while ago? It seemed that Jerry

Jerry didn’t have some use to her, Cheyenne wouldn’t

Jerry jump and burp, sending waves of spicy mustard scent

had to cover her nose with her

He scratched the back of his head in embarrassment and explained,

second floor and wait.

golden bricks from the sky. “Miss Lawrence, are you telling the truth? You mean Nora… She’ll be waiting for me in the private room?”

Nora from a distance, and while they had met a few times during events, she probably didn’t even remember

meaningful smile. “Don’t you want to confess your feelings to your goddess? I’ll help you today. I’ll have the restaurant owner take her to the private room,

out to grab Cheyenne’s hand, but in mid-air, he stopped to wipe his nose

hand was about to touch hers, Cheyenne, with an expression of

still some snot on the back of your hand. Can you please at least be clean? Can you wipe your

with a pained but bitter smile,

Go confess, and I’m

“Alright, alright, take care.”

“Get lost.”

to the door frame, both hands on it, and tightly sealed his lips, making a motion to indicate his mouth

she was, was

In the second-floor

was tastefully decorated with fresh green wallpaper, and colorful balloons adorned the

lingerie placed on the table. She curiously