She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 543: Waiting Turns Out to Be Torturing

Her kind words only earned Cheyenne a wave of mockery from Leon.

"Young girls are naive. In influential families like ours, interests come before everything else."

"What does it matter if Omari doesn't like her? What does it matter if he does? As long as Miss Weaver doesn't call off the wedding, Omari must marry her."

"Emotions, for wealthy people like us, are dispensable."

One who achieved great things could not waver in their personal affairs, hesitating and being indecisive.

Cheyenne retorted without giving him any respect, her words dripping with disdain. She asked, "Does that include you, Mr. Lara? You abandoned Mr. Lara's mother... Have you ever regretted it?"

Listening to her using her own past to provoke him, Leon became agitated. Unintentionally, an image of a radiant smiling face came to his mind.

She gazed at him, her eyes tender, and called him "Leon" in a sweet voice.

In an instant, the dim and outdated rented room transformed, and on a worn-out table lay a cracked, dark pottery jar.

The person he loved most lay silently inside, never to be seen or heard again.

Had he ever regretted it?

Leon didn't know.

When he heard she passed away due to illness, his world seemed to collapse. He always felt like something was missing by his side.

But how heartless she was, not even appearing in his dream in the many years since her death.

With the passage of time, Leon almost forgot what she looked like, only her name engraved deep in his memory.

Every time he remembered, his heart ached.

He felt like a hedgehog suddenly stripped of its spines, wanting to hide back within his own shell.

with you, Miss Lawrence. Just remember, don't

You say what you want, and

he hung up

young girl was

Akloit Airport, Terminal 1.

was already filled with people. There were young couples reluctant to part, families of three warmly advising each other, and elderly people with gray hair supporting

His white shirt was wrinkled and clung to his body, and he

breeze blew in through the window, brushing against his short hair. His bloodshot charming eyes, different from the

the latter pretended to be angry and snatched her cane from her hands. But when he saw her husband walking unsteadily, swaying, she quickly reached out and supported

deep envy in his

world, there were countless couples in love, but how many

and find a girl who truly loved him with whom he could spend the years she would be absent for.

willing to live an ordinary, normal

his phone on his knee and lightly

showed 7:30 a.

had half an hour left before

have

wait for

away, Omari had never felt so anxious and

time would slow down, even just

of alcohol His head throbbed with

strength, exhausted and powerless.

stubbornly drooped, and he intended to wait for Cheyenne's arrival. But eventually, he found himself sleeping with

propping up his

on the

quiet, the morning calm, so silent that

silently passed by, uncaring

front desk. A sweet and unusual voice echoed through the air, like a

"Attention passengers of flight

flight is about to depart. Please proceed to obtain your boarding pass and board the plane

the waiting area had

his own spot, his eyes fixed on the

crowd surged, coming and