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.

with wide black trousers. A gust of wind lifted a corner of his shirt, revealing a glimpse of his tanned and

the onlookers, causing them to shake their heads in pity. It was

of stars, stared blankly ahead, yet everyone could

The aroma of chicken mushroom soup seemed to waft through the air. He had spent a long time learning how to make this soup, and last time,

who had been working tirelessly without rest, so Benson specially made the chicken

office when the ringtone from his pocket suddenly sounded. It was a sad and lingering piano melody –

of contemplation and seriousness. He ultimately gave up on knocking on the door, placed the chicken soup outside Cheyenne’s

reputation had soared. People were starting to come to

much attention. It wasn’t until Mr. Owen came to find her, happily carrying a blue thermos cup, tha she realized something

you seem to have gotten yourself into quite a bit of trouble with

and leaned back in the chair. She relaxed her body, trying to ease her

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

placed a thermos on

the cup and chuckled quietly, “Mr. Owen, I can’t believe it. You still have such childish moments. Did you steal this thermos from one

corner of Mr. Owen’s lips; he only had Leah as

Since it’s not yours, I’ll just

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

to what she had just said, Cheyenne felt a stinging sensation

she was

contemplation, Kyson had opened

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and deeply savored the aroma of the chicken soup. He nodded appreciatively, “Impressive. You can tell it’s carefully made. I don’t know who your suitor is, but I’ll accept him on your

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