She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 544: Exchanging a Coat for Ice Cream

Cheyenne stood alone in the crowd, her desolate look catching Kelvin's eyes, stirring mixed emotions in his heart.

Does she really care that much about Omari?

Kelvin stepped forward, taking an absolute stance as he stood next to her and unexpectedly reached out to hold Cheyenne's shoulder.

In a deep, magnetic voice that resonated above her head, he said, "Cheyenne, let's go. Mr. Lara may have already left."

Cheyenne remained silent, seemingly oblivious to his words, and motionless.

Suddenly, a gust of southern wind blew in from outside, carrying with it a fluttering piece of paper that seemed to come out of nowhere.

It captured her attention.

The wind stopped.

The piece of paper landed beside Cheyenne's shoe, and as she looked down, she noticed her name written under the passenger section. Could this be the plane ticket Omari purchased for her?

A tinge of guilt emerged in her heart; she should at least call and explain to Omari. He had waited for her here for two hours and finally tore up the ticket and left alone.

Would he hate her?

Cheyenne squinted her almond-shaped eyes, biting her red lip, unsure whether she should continue waiting here or leave, when a surprised voice suddenly came from behind. "Cheyenne!" She turned in astonishment.

He stood in the backlight, the dazzling lights in the lobby and the sunlight outside overlapping, casting a glaring, silvery light on the man.

For a moment, his face was unclear.

What came into view was a slender and tall figure, wearing a wrinkled white shirt and his hair in disarray, like a puppy with ruffled fur. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the FindNøvᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

But it was his charming, bright eyes, shining like stars, that couldn't be hidden even in such strong light.

It was undeniably Omari.

held an ice cream in his hand and walked step by step toward Cheyenne, revealing

a well-bred lawyer end up looking like a character from a comedy

softly asking him, "Why didn't you answer my

"Dead battery."

"Where are your glasses?"

dropped and stepped

"What about your coat?"

"Traded for ice cream."

a high-priced suit jacket

knows how to do

of it, looking at his pitifully disheveled appearance, she couldn't

large hand and handed the hard-earned ice

young man of seventeen or eighteen, with a blush on his pale face, he hung his head down, and his long, thick lashes cast a dark curve

Cheyenne looked at the ice cream he handed to

ice cream between her teeth

eyes suddenly resembled a curved autumn

watched her eat and felt sweeter than if he had eaten

was feeling extremely down just now, suddenly recalling the words she had once

sweet to eat,

whenever she was feeling down. As long as she ate

a girl made numerous passersby stop

be closer to the guy in the white shirt, but the

made any further move, he guaranteed that he would rush over and beat him

knew that

to him was watching him like

eyes practically had "on guard" written

hinder him from being with

while eating her ice cream, wasn't feeling calm. Lifting her fair chin, she looked at Omari with a serious expression. "Omari, aren't

"Not going."

hand behind his back, a faint smile spreading across his face as he

abroad to avoid getting married and spend ordinary,