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.

traditional modified clothing with a classical touch. A long linen shirt paired with wide black trousers. A gust

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

reminiscent of stars, stared blankly ahead, yet

through the air. He had

had been working tirelessly without rest, so

at the entrance of Cheyenne’s office when the ringtone from his pocket suddenly sounded. It was a sad and

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

just finished seeing a patient. Since winning over Mr. Owen in the previous competition, her 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

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 of

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

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

placed a thermos

this?” She glanced 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 at

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

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

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

back to what she had just said, Cheyenne felt

was lost

contemplation, Kyson had opened

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can tell it’s carefully made. I don’t know who your suitor is, but I’ll accept him on

you should use this time to help your good granddaughter