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.

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

causing them to shake their heads in pity. It was a shame that such a

eyes, reminiscent of stars, stared blankly ahead, yet

seemed to waft through the air. He had spent a long time learning how to make this soup, and last time, Cheyenne drank two big bowls all

Cheyenne, who had been working tirelessly without rest, so Benson specially

arrived at the entrance of Cheyenne’s office when the

a touch of contemplation and seriousness. He ultimately gave up on

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

thought it 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

seem to have gotten yourself into quite a bit of trouble with suitors. Does your

forehead and leaned back in the chair.

eyebrows and responded softly, “Don’t defame my reputation with baseless remarks.

Kyson placed a

it. You still have such childish moments. Did you steal this thermos

lips; he only

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

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 of

she had just said, Cheyenne felt

was lost

contemplation, Kyson had opened

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thermos and 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 I’ll accept him

this time to help your good granddaughter Miss Owen find a suitable