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.

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

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

of stars, stared blankly ahead, yet everyone could still

through the air. He had spent a long time learning how to

rest, so

arrived 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

up on knocking on the door, placed the chicken

had soared. People were starting to come to her

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

yourself into quite a bit

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

she furrowed her delicate eyebrows and responded softly, “Don’t defame my reputation with

placed a thermos on her

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

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

outside your office. Since it’s not yours,

bought this cute animal-shaped therme’s for ten bucks from a

she had just said, Cheyenne felt a

was lost

contemplation, Kyson had opened

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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

you should use this time to help