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.

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

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

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

seemed to waft through the air. He

tirelessly without rest, so Benson

entrance of Cheyenne’s office when the ringtone from 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 come to her for medical treatment. Though the number was still small, it was a good

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

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

forehead and leaned back in the chair. She

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

Kyson placed a thermos on her

You still have such childish moments. Did you steal this

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

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

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

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

was

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

help your good granddaughter Miss Owen