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

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

laughed, softly asking him, "Why

"Dead battery."

"Where are your glasses?"

and stepped on by

"What about your coat?"

"Traded for ice cream."

a high-priced suit

sure knows how to

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

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

seventeen or eighteen, with a blush on his pale face, he hung

to her,

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

almond eyes suddenly resembled a curved

sweeter

now, suddenly recalling the words she

you're feeling down, have something sweet to eat, because food can

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

of these two guys and a girl made numerous passersby stop in their tracks. Immediately, the words

in the white shirt, but the domineering

made any further move, he guaranteed that he would rush

naturally knew that

was watching him like

eyes practically had "on guard" written

Kelvin hinder him from

ice cream, wasn't feeling calm. Lifting her fair chin, she

"Not going."

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

he wanted to go abroad to avoid getting married and spend ordinary,