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.

dressed in traditional modified clothing with a classical touch. A long linen shirt paired with wide black trousers. A

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

reminiscent of stars, stared blankly ahead, yet everyone could

one hand, carried 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

wanted to pamper Cheyenne, who had been working tirelessly without rest, so Benson specially made the chicken soup

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

a touch of contemplation and seriousness. He ultimately gave up on knocking on the door, placed

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

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,

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

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

softly, “Don’t defame my reputation with baseless remarks. I’m currently a bona

Kyson placed a thermos on her

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

of Mr. Owen’s lips; he only had Leah

office. Since it’s not yours, I’ll just drink

She bought this cute animal-shaped therme’s for ten bucks from a street vendor and

just said, Cheyenne felt

was

contemplation, Kyson had opened

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

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

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