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.

man’s hand surprised the onlookers, causing them to shake their heads in pity. It was a shame

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

in one hand, carried an adorable yellow duck-themed lunchbox. The aroma of chicken mushroom soup seemed to waft through the air. He

without rest, so Benson specially made the

at the entrance of Cheyenne’s office when the ringtone from his pocket suddenly sounded. It was a sad and lingering piano melody – “Wedding in a

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

competition, her reputation had soared. People were starting to come to her for medical treatment. Though the number

by and didn’t pay much attention. It wasn’t until Mr. Owen came to find her, happily carrying a blue

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

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

responded softly, “Don’t

placed a

Owen, I can’t believe it. You still have such childish moments. Did

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

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

be Benson’s Yes, she remembered. She bought this cute animal-shaped therme’s for ten bucks from a street vendor and

said, Cheyenne felt a stinging sensation on

she was lost

contemplation, Kyson had opened

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the aroma of the chicken soup. He nodded appreciatively, “Impressive. You can tell it’s carefully made. I

this time to help your good granddaughter Miss Owen

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