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.

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

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

beautiful eyes, reminiscent of stars, stared blankly ahead, yet everyone could still sense the gentle aura emanating

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

been working tirelessly without rest, so Benson specially made the chicken soup and brought it to

smile on his face, Benson had just arrived at the entrance of Cheyenne’s office when the ringtone

his handsome face showing a touch of contemplation and seriousness. He ultimately gave up on knocking on the door, placed the chicken soup outside Cheyenne’s office, and turned to

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, it was a good start. It meant that her skills were being recognized by

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

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

in the chair. She relaxed her body, trying to

her delicate eyebrows and responded softly, “Don’t defame

placed a thermos on

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

Mr. Owen’s lips; he

found this outside your office. Since it’s

the thermos, Cheyenne 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

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

was

contemplation, Kyson had opened

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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 grandfather’s

use this time to help your good granddaughter Miss Owen find a suitable husband

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