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.

Sam willingly giving money to her, personally escorting her home, and generously treating her when they met on the street involuntarily flashed through his mind. These behaviors

Why?

have to be Sam!

parting of his lips, he warned

words, biting into the candied hawthorn with determination and

jealous? What place are you in to be jealous?

eat? Go buy

speechless and infuriated. How could this idiot think he wanted to

spoke softly, ‘Kelvin, I apologize. I didn’t expect to run into you. The candied hawthorns at this shop are sold out

‘Get lost!’

the hell cared about his candied hawthorns? He was angry about why he

didn’t anger Sam. He stood there gracefully, smiling with a hint of

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

memory, Kelvin didn’t seem to enjoy desserts that only

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

coldly answered her

biting the bamboo stick. ‘Oh, it’s Miss Berry’s birthday. Master Sam,

at the radiant smile on her face, as if seeing flowers bloom in late spring or early summer, feeling an inexplicable

do. Let’s say our goodbyes. Master Sam, remember the promise you made to me; see you tomorrow.’ ‘Do you need me

used to being

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

she walked away, and suddenly, he spoke towards

Cheyenne, have you forgotten?

was the day