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 corner of his shirt, revealing

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

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

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 how to

to pamper Cheyenne, who had been working tirelessly without rest, so Benson specially made the chicken

at the entrance of Cheyenne’s office when the ringtone

ultimately gave up on knocking on the door, placed the chicken soup outside

were starting to come to her for medical treatment. Though the number was still small, it was a good start. It meant that her skills were

much attention. It wasn’t until Mr. Owen came to find her, happily carrying a blue thermos cup, tha she realized something

have gotten yourself into quite a bit of trouble

the chair. She relaxed her body, trying to ease her

responded softly, “Don’t defame

Kyson placed a

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 one

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

it’s not yours, I’ll

remembered. She bought this cute animal-shaped therme’s

to what she had just said,

she was lost

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

time to help your