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.

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

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

ahead, yet everyone

seemed to waft through the air. He had spent a long time learning how

to pamper Cheyenne, who had been working tirelessly without rest,

face, Benson had just arrived at the entrance of Cheyenne’s office when the ringtone from his pocket suddenly sounded. It was a sad and lingering piano melody – “Wedding

up on knocking on the door, placed the chicken soup outside Cheyenne’s office, and turned to

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

heard the brief piano sound outside, she mistakenly thought it was someone passing by and didn’t pay much attention. It wasn’t until Mr. Owen came to find her, happily carrying

quite a bit

leaned back in the chair. She relaxed

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

a thermos on

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

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

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

cute animal-shaped therme’s for ten bucks from a street vendor and gave it

had just said, Cheyenne

she was lost in

contemplation, Kyson had opened

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can tell it’s carefully made. I don’t

should use this time to help your good granddaughter Miss Owen