She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 610: I'm Sorry, Cheyenne, I Lied to You

Master Glenn gently sighed, continuing his previous actions. His deep voice whispered seductively in her ear, "Since you don't know, why not leave it all to me?"

Outside, the sound of music, conversations, and high heels tapping on the floor intertwined and grew restless, making one's heart race.

Separated by a floor and a door, the muffled voices in the room tickled like a small kitten.

"Master Glenn, be gentle."

"Is this gentle enough?"

"Ah! Mmm..."

"You're so delicate."

The man, who had appeared weak just moments ago, finally revealed his true colors. However... Kate was too late to refuse.

At this moment, she was already a prey in his mouth.

Onistead, TOP Business Hotel.

A woman stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, wearing a black oversized dress with a round collar. The lower end of the dress revealed a white pleated skirt, followed by slender ankles. The cold white color, the slender ankles, and the faint blue veins on the instep.

A gust of cold wind blew in through the window, sprinkling a few drops of rain on her hair.

The colored chiffon skirt and black fabric intertwined, making her figure appear slender and giving her an elegant vibe.

The rain in late autumn was pouring down since last night.

Cheyenne woke up a little after seven in the morning, and she hasn't worn any pajamas since then.

She casually put on a dress, walked barefoot to the window, and the fair fingers pulled open the curtains, watching the relentless raindrops outside.

She fell into a moment of contemplation.

had a

sea, slowly being submerged by the

of death was firmly placed at her

a man, swam towards her. She couldn't see his face or remember his

to reach the finish line, he was suddenly

Blood.

deep blue seawater turned

sea water became dirty and black. She remembered the man pushing her away and calling her

dungeon, and she could smell the scent of blood, a bit

who was supposed to be devoured by the fish was alive, holding her hand, stepping on a staircase covered

world. The romance on the verge of death left a deep impression on

you." These words echoed in her heart like the morning

his body shattered

on the staircase piled with bones, and this staircase was continuously collapsing and breaking

feet... came back to

outside, but

for

pushed the door open himself. He was wearing a

velme

sweater, paired with Ang

fleece pants, and had

brown hair, exuding an elegance akin to a

not exactly light, but Cheyenne

"Cheyenne."

noticed her bare feet on the floor, then set the tray he

her, he suddenly closed the window, preventing

are you standing here in the rain? You're pregnant now, and you can't be as willful as before. You need

edge of the bed, as if handling

child was very well-behaved, not causing any

turn and go to the wardrobe to find her socks, Cheyenne suddenly grabbed his arm, her

grandfather really go on a

showing a skeptical expression while her long