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.

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

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

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

yellow duck-themed lunchbox. The aroma of chicken mushroom soup seemed to waft through the air. He

tirelessly without rest, so

the entrance of Cheyenne’s office when the ringtone from his

paused, his handsome face showing a touch of contemplation and seriousness. He ultimately gave up on knocking on the door, placed the chicken soup

Since winning over Mr. Owen in the previous competition, her reputation had soared. People were starting to come

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

seem to have gotten yourself into quite a bit of

rubbed her slightly swollen forehead and leaned back in the chair. She

eyebrows and responded softly, “Don’t defame my

placed a thermos on

cup and chuckled quietly, “Mr. Owen, I can’t believe it. You still have such childish moments. Did you steal this thermos from one of your

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

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

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

what she had just said, Cheyenne felt a

she was lost in

contemplation, Kyson had opened

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tell it’s carefully made. I don’t know who your suitor is,

time to help your good