She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 354: That’s the Day We Got Engaged

‘What?’

Cheyenne was so startled by his words that the candied hawthorn in her hand accidentally fell to the ground.

The translucent sugar coating on the hawthorn shattered on the dusty surface, quickly attracting a swarm of black ants. Cheyenne felt a sense of regret; only four remained.

Sam chuckled and proactively handed his candied hawthorn to her, ‘Miss Lawrence, feel free to have mine.’

He had only eaten one.

Past lessons had taught him: taste the good things, savor the flavor, but don’t indulge.

She still had an unopened string of candied hawthorns in her hand, reserved for Benson. He was from Onistead, and having been in Akloit for three years without returning, he must have missed this nostalgic taste.

After a moment’s hesitation, Cheyenne accepted the candied hawthorn he offered, smiling at him with a touch of self-mockery, ‘I was supposed to treat you to candied hawthorns, but in the end… you paid, and I’m the one eating.’

‘What does it matter? Watching you eat makes it sweet for me too.’

These slightly ambiguous and tender words slipped into Kelvin’s ears and penetrated his heart, stirring waves of bitterness and anger.

He was very familiar with Sam, who was handsome, elegant, noble, carrying a gentle and melancholic prince-like aura. In this world, there were only a few women worthy of him.

Sam detested women to the point of fear. Many noble ladies pursued him, but none left with a smile.

However, images of Sam willingly giving money to her, personally escorting her home, and generously treating her when they met on the street involuntarily flashed

Why?

did it have to

sense of resentment, feeling betrayed by both a lover and a friend, surged in his heart. With a slight parting of his lips, he warned her in a tone mixed with threat, ‘Cheyenne, don’t accept!

into the candied hawthorn with determination and

none of your business! Are you jealous? What place are you in to be

you want to eat?

speechless and infuriated. How could this idiot think he wanted to compete with her for

by his friend’s ‘overreacting’ response. A hint of astonishment quickly flashed in his clear and gentle eyes as he spoke softly, ‘Kelvin, I apologize. I didn’t expect to run into you. The candied hawthorns at this shop are

‘Get lost!’

cared about his candied hawthorns? He

anger Sam. He stood there gracefully, smiling with a hint of helplessness, sighing

Kelvin, you don’t like sweets. But why are

Sam’s memory, Kelvin didn’t seem to enjoy desserts that

smile, quickly finished the candied hawthorn in her hand, and nonchalantly said while biting the bamboo stick, ‘Master Sam,

her question,

her pearly white teeth biting the bamboo stick. ‘Oh, it’s Miss

flowers bloom in late spring or early summer, feeling an inexplicable heaviness in his heart.

arm and bidding him farewell, ‘Alright, I have some things to do. Let’s say our goodbyes. Master Sam, remember

need, I’m used to

she left gracefully. The candied hawthorn she dropped on the ground moments ago

stone blocked Kelvin’s chest. His gaze followed Cheyenne as she walked away, and suddenly, he spoke towards her retreating figure, ‘It’s not for Abbie; it’s Black Forest gateau…’ The one you

Cheyenne, have you forgotten?

ago today, it was the