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.

walked step by step toward Cheyenne,

lawyer end up looking

laughed, softly asking him, "Why

"Dead battery."

"Where are your glasses?"

stepped on by

"What about your coat?"

"Traded for ice cream."

high-priced suit jacket for a cheap

knows how to do

his pitifully disheveled appearance, she couldn't bring

moment, he reached out his large hand and handed the hard-earned ice cream to

eighteen, with a blush on his pale face, he hung his head down, and his long, thick lashes cast

handed to her, licked her dry lips, hesitated for

sweetness of the ice cream between her teeth and lips, and she smiled with her

suddenly resembled a curved autumn

eat and felt sweeter than if he

recalling the words she had once said

have something sweet to eat,

have ice cream or a small cake whenever she was feeling down. As

yet sweet sight of these two guys and a girl made numerous passersby stop in their tracks. Immediately, the words "love triangle"

in the white shirt, but the domineering man

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

knew that

to him was watching

eyes practically had "on guard" written

Kelvin hinder him

Lifting her fair chin, she looked at Omari with

"Not going."

his back, a faint smile spreading

to avoid getting married and spend ordinary, happy days with