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.

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

shake their heads in pity. It was a shame

stared blankly ahead, yet everyone could

the air. He had spent a long time learning how to make this soup, and

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

the ringtone from his pocket suddenly sounded. It was a sad

He ultimately gave up on knocking on the door, placed the chicken

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

it was someone passing by and didn’t pay much attention. It wasn’t until Mr. Owen came to find her,

quite a bit of trouble with suitors. Does your grandfather

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

“Don’t defame my

Kyson placed a thermos

at the cup 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

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

it’s

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 gave it to Benson as a gift, hoping he would

just said, Cheyenne felt a stinging sensation on her

was

contemplation, Kyson had opened

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and deeply savored the aroma of the chicken soup. He nodded appreciatively, “Impressive. You can tell it’s carefully

time to help your good granddaughter Miss Owen find