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.

with a classical touch. A long linen shirt paired with wide black trousers. A gust of wind lifted a

them to shake their heads in

stared blankly ahead, yet everyone could still sense the

duck-themed lunchbox. The aroma of chicken mushroom soup seemed to waft through the air. He had spent a long time learning how

had been working tirelessly without rest, so Benson specially made the chicken

a faint smile on his face, Benson had just arrived at the entrance of Cheyenne’s office when the ringtone

up on

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

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

quite a bit

rubbed her slightly swollen forehead and leaned back in the

Kyson’s remark, she furrowed her delicate eyebrows and responded softly, “Don’t defame my reputation with baseless remarks. I’m currently a bona

placed a thermos on

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

of Mr. Owen’s lips; he

office. Since it’s not

and reached for the thermos, Cheyenne took 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

said,

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

to help your good