Chapter 525: Respect Me

Cheyenne was so full, all thanks to the affluent breakfast. She didn’t want to waste the food, so she ate it all. And the culprit behind it all was still teasing her with delight.

“Cheyenne, if you marry me and your belly becomes this big when you’re pregnant, I will take good care of you and our daughter.”

Omari loved baby girls and especially wanted a daughter who looked exactly like Cheyenne. She would be his everything, and he would do anything for her.

But all Cheyenne heard was him mocking her for being fat, and she felt embarrassed.

“Shut up! Since you’re done cleaning up, just leave. I’m going to sleep.”

She said as she slowly made her way towards the room on the second floor.

“Huh? Cheyenne, you’re so heartless. I came all the way from Onistead to find you.”

Cheyenne pretended not to hear, but before leaving, she didn’t forget to tell him, “Take out the trash on your way out, thanks.”

Omari was speechless.

Suddenly, a refined and handsome young man appeared on the street, attracting the attention of many onlookers. He appeared to be around twenty-five or twenty-six years old, with soft chestnut-colored medium-length hair, half of it tied up in a bun while the other half draped over his shoulder. His fair and flawless complexion, without any blemishes or visible pores, gave him an exceptional charm.

touch. A long linen shirt paired with wide black trousers. A gust of wind lifted a corner of his shirt, revealing a glimpse of

their heads in pity. It was a shame that such a handsome young man turned

reminiscent of stars, stared blankly ahead, yet everyone could still

an adorable yellow duck-themed lunchbox. The aroma of chicken mushroom soup seemed to waft through the air.

rest, so Benson specially made the chicken soup and brought it to

arrived at the entrance of Cheyenne’s office when the ringtone from his pocket suddenly sounded. It was a

showing a touch of contemplation and seriousness. He ultimately gave up on knocking on the

starting to come to her for medical treatment. Though the number was still small, it was a good start. It meant that

brief piano sound outside, she mistakenly thought it was someone passing by and didn’t pay much attention. It wasn’t until Mr. Owen came to find her, happily carrying a blue thermos cup, tha she realized something

quite a bit of trouble

swollen forehead and leaned back in the chair.

furrowed her delicate eyebrows and responded softly, “Don’t defame my reputation with baseless remarks. I’m currently a bona

placed a thermos

glanced at the cup and chuckled quietly, “Mr. Owen, I can’t believe it. You still

of Mr. Owen’s lips; he only had Leah as a granddaughter and she was currently

office. Since it’s not yours,

took a closer look. Oh my god! This seemed to be Benson’s Yes, she remembered. She bought this cute animal-shaped therme’s for ten bucks from a street vendor and

had just said, Cheyenne felt a

she was lost in

contemplation, Kyson had opened

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can tell it’s carefully made. I don’t know who your suitor is, but I’ll accept him on your grandfather’s

to help your good granddaughter Miss Owen find a suitable husband

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