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. A gust of wind lifted a

in the man’s hand surprised the onlookers, causing them to shake their heads in

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

waft through the air. He had spent a

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

faint smile on his face, Benson had just arrived at the entrance of Cheyenne’s office when the ringtone from his pocket suddenly sounded. It was

of contemplation and seriousness. He ultimately gave up on knocking on

seeing a patient. Since winning over Mr. Owen in the previous competition, her reputation had soared. People were starting to come to her for

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

to have gotten yourself into quite a bit of trouble

and leaned back in the chair. She relaxed her

delicate eyebrows and responded softly, “Don’t defame my reputation with baseless remarks. I’m currently a bona fide single

placed a

You still have such childish moments. Did you steal this thermos from one of

at the corner of Mr. Owen’s lips; he only had Leah as a granddaughter and she

Since it’s not yours,

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 drink more water to take care

had just said, Cheyenne felt a stinging sensation on

was

contemplation, Kyson had opened

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the chicken soup. He nodded appreciatively, “Impressive. You can tell it’s carefully made. I don’t know who your suitor is, but I’ll accept him on

help your good granddaughter Miss Owen find a

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