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In an instant, the dim and outdated rented room transformed, and on a worn-out table lay a cracked, dark pottery jar.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

you, Miss Lawrence. Just remember,

old man? You say what you want, and I'll do what I want. As long as I have

hung up the phone

young girl was truly arrogant and

Akloit Airport, Terminal 1.

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

was wrinkled and clung to his body, and he had long since forgotten where he left

short hair. His bloodshot charming eyes, different from the rest, stood out.

hair. When the old lady affectionately scolded and lightly hit her husband's shoulder, the latter pretended to be angry and snatched her cane from her hands. But when he

deep

couples in love, but

told him that she hoped he would live an ordinary life and find a girl who truly loved him with whom he could spend the years she would be

if that girl was willing to live an

knee and lightly tapped it. The

displayed time showed 7:30

had half an

you have

wait for

time slipping away, Omari had never

down, even just a

head throbbed with a dizzying pain, and his limbs feft

strength, exhausted and powerless.

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

propping up his cheek,

resting on the

so silent that not

time silently passed by,

from the airport's front desk. A sweet and unusual voice echoed through the

"Attention passengers of flight

from Akloit Airport. The flight is about to depart. Please

the waiting

remained seated in his own spot, his eyes fixed on the

surged,