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

to shake their heads in pity. It was a shame that such a handsome young man turned out

reminiscent of stars, stared blankly ahead, yet everyone could still sense

in one hand, carried an adorable yellow duck-themed lunchbox. The aroma of chicken mushroom soup seemed to waft through the air. He had spent a long time learning

without rest, so Benson

entrance of Cheyenne’s office when the ringtone from his pocket suddenly sounded. It was a sad and lingering piano melody – “Wedding in a

of contemplation and seriousness. He ultimately gave up on knocking on the door, placed the chicken soup

previous competition, her reputation had soared. People were starting to come

and didn’t pay much attention. It wasn’t until Mr. Owen came

a bit of trouble with suitors. Does your grandfather

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

softly, “Don’t defame my reputation with baseless remarks. I’m currently

Kyson placed a

Owen, I can’t believe it. You still

the corner of Mr. Owen’s lips; he only had Leah as

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

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

had just said, Cheyenne felt a stinging sensation

was

contemplation, Kyson had opened

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can tell it’s carefully made. I don’t know who

should use this time to help your