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 through

Why?

to be Sam!

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! If you want to eat…’ I’ll

the petite woman seemed to ignore his words, biting into the candied hawthorn with determination and provocatively glancing

your business! Are you jealous? What place are you in to be jealous? Master Sam bought it

to eat?

How could this idiot think

his clear and gentle eyes as he spoke softly, ‘Kelvin, I apologize. I didn’t expect to run

‘Get lost!’

his candied hawthorns? He was angry about why he

irritable and icy demeanor didn’t anger Sam. He stood there gracefully, smiling with a

like sweets. But why are

Kelvin didn’t seem to enjoy desserts that only young

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

her question, ‘Today is

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

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

bidding him farewell, ‘Alright, I have some things to do. Let’s say our goodbyes. Master Sam, remember the promise you made to me; see you tomorrow.’ ‘Do you need me to walk

need, I’m used

hawthorn she dropped on the

massive 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…’

Cheyenne, have you forgotten?

today, it was the