She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

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.

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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

shake their heads in pity. It was a shame that such a handsome

yet everyone could still sense the gentle aura

an adorable yellow duck-themed lunchbox. 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, Cheyenne drank two big bowls all by

rest, so Benson specially made the chicken soup

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

ultimately gave up on

patient. Since winning over Mr. Owen in the previous competition, her reputation had soared. People were starting to come to her for medical treatment. Though the number was still small,

she heard the 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

gotten yourself into quite a bit of trouble with suitors. Does your grandfather know

slightly swollen forehead and leaned back in the chair. She

delicate eyebrows and responded softly, “Don’t

placed a thermos

it. You still have such childish moments. Did you steal this

slight twitch at the corner of Mr. Owen’s lips; he

Since it’s

This seemed to be Benson’s Yes, she remembered. She bought this cute animal-shaped

to what she had just said, Cheyenne felt

she was

contemplation, Kyson had opened

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soup. He nodded appreciatively, “Impressive. You can tell it’s carefully made. I don’t know who your suitor is,

Owen, maybe you should use this time to help your good granddaughter