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.

step toward Cheyenne, revealing a silly smile that showcased his large,

up looking like a character from a

sniffled and suddenly laughed, softly asking him,

"Dead battery."

"Where are your glasses?"

dropped and stepped

"What about your coat?"

"Traded for ice cream."

high-priced suit

sure knows how to do

at his pitifully disheveled appearance, she couldn't bring herself to scold him for

moment, he reached out his large hand and

pale face, he hung his head down, and his long, thick lashes cast

the ice cream he handed to her, licked her dry lips, hesitated

big bite, feeling the cool sweetness of the ice cream between her teeth and lips, and she smiled with her eyes

resembled a

and felt sweeter than if

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

to eat, because food can soothe the wounded

ice cream or a small cake whenever she was feeling down. As long as she ate enough,

the airport lobby, the peculiar yet sweet sight of these two guys and a girl made numerous passersby stop

the white shirt, but the domineering man in the black suit standing

shot towards Omari as if he made any further move, he

knew

was watching

Goodness those two eyes practically

hinder him from

feeling calm. Lifting her fair chin, she looked at Omari with a

"Not going."

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

avoid getting married and spend