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.

she had

bound in a chaotic deep blue sea, slowly being submerged by the water, with sharks lurking around,

death was firmly placed

a blurry familiar figure, a man, swam towards her. She couldn't see his face or

shore, and when they were about to reach the

Blood.

blue

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

to a gloomy dungeon, and she could smell the scent of blood, a

the fish was alive, holding her hand, stepping on a staircase

her towards a romantic end of the world. The romance on

These words echoed in her heart like the morning bell,

body shattered into countless pieces, disappearing

she was the only one standing on the staircase piled with bones, and this

her feet... came back to

from outside, but Cheyenne was too

waiting for her

open himself. He was

velme

sweater, paired with Ang

fleece pants, and had

brown hair, exuding an

footsteps were not exactly light, but Cheyenne remained motionless

"Cheyenne."

floor,

the window, preventing the rain from drifting

as willful as before. You need to take care of yourself," he said, lifting her up without warning and

placed her on the edge of the bed, as if

and the child was very well-behaved,

socks, Cheyenne suddenly grabbed his

did my grandfather really

expression while her long eyelashes covered the loss and worry in