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.

night, she had a frightening

chaotic deep blue sea, slowly being submerged by the water, with sharks

scythe of death was firmly

when she thought she was about to die, a blurry familiar figure, a man, swam

when they were about to reach the finish

Blood.

blue seawater

She remembered the man

switched to a gloomy dungeon, and she could smell

be devoured by the fish was alive, holding her hand, stepping

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

you." These words echoed in her heart

fell, his body shattered into countless pieces, disappearing before her

snapped back to reality, realizing that she was the only one standing on the staircase piled with bones, and this staircase was continuously collapsing and

feet...

on the door sounded from outside, but Cheyenne was too

waiting for

door open himself. He was wearing a

velme

sweater, paired with Ang

fleece pants, and had

exuding an elegance akin to

exactly light, but Cheyenne

"Cheyenne."

he noticed her bare feet on the floor, then

he suddenly closed the window, preventing the rain from drifting

are you standing here in the rain? You're pregnant now, and you can't be as willful as before. You need to take care of yourself," he said, lifting her up

on the edge of the bed, as if

no cold, and the child was very well-behaved, not

go to the wardrobe to find her socks, Cheyenne suddenly grabbed his arm, her eyes coldly staring

did my grandfather really

skeptical expression while her long eyelashes covered the