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.

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

a well-bred lawyer end up looking like a

and suddenly laughed, softly asking him,

"Dead battery."

"Where are your glasses?"

stepped on

"What about your coat?"

"Traded for ice cream."

a high-priced suit jacket for

how

didn't know what to make of it, looking at his pitifully disheveled appearance, she couldn't bring herself to scold him for

moment, he reached out his large hand

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

to her, licked her dry lips, hesitated

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

suddenly resembled

and felt sweeter than if

recalling the words

something sweet to eat, because food can soothe the

always have ice cream or a small cake whenever she was

these two guys and a girl

to be closer to the guy in the white shirt, but the domineering man in the black suit standing

sharp and chilling gaze shot towards Omari as if he made any further move, he guaranteed that he would rush over

naturally knew that

him was watching him like

practically had "on guard" written all

Who made Kelvin hinder him

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

"Not going."

smile spreading across his face as

he wanted to go abroad to avoid getting married and spend