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.

paired with wide black trousers. A gust

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

stared blankly ahead, yet

to waft through the air. He had spent a long

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

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

of contemplation and seriousness. He ultimately gave up on knocking on

competition, her reputation had soared. People were starting to come to her for medical treatment.

she mistakenly thought it was someone passing by and didn’t pay much attention. It wasn’t until Mr. Owen came to find her,

quite a bit of trouble with suitors. Does your

and leaned back in the chair. She

delicate eyebrows and responded softly, “Don’t defame my reputation with baseless remarks. I’m currently a

placed a

it. You still have such childish moments. Did

he only had

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

bought this cute animal-shaped therme’s for ten bucks from

had just said, Cheyenne felt

she was lost in

contemplation, Kyson had opened

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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

use this time to help your good granddaughter