She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 623: We Will Never Be Happy

Selah!

That was her mother's name.

Why would this fat lady know? And just now, as she looked at herself, there was a hint of fear in her guilty eyes. This state was definitely off.

A quick thought flashed in Cheyenne's eyes. It made her even more curious about her mother, Selah. What kind of person was she really? Was she just a fool with good looks? And why did she end up marrying George, an ordinary yet confident jerk?

The mention of Selah also triggered a momentary tremble in Abel, who had been sitting upright all along. His hand, resting on his knee, trembled lightly, and his eyes showed a hint of turmoil, looking at Cheyenne with a tenderness as if he were gazing at his own child.

All of Abel's reactions were reflected in Bianca's eyes, igniting jealousy in her heart. She clenched her fists, allowing her nails to dig into the palms of her hands, feeling the pain but paying no attention to it. If her feelings towards Yvonne were just apprehension and suspicion, then the mention of Selah made her hate to the core, something she could never forget.

She had been married to Abel for over twenty years. In these long twenty years, her meticulous care had not melted his heart. Ironically, though he had adored Selah for so many years, Selah fell in love with his good buddy and had eloped. Otherwise, she wouldn't have had the chance to become the First Lady. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ Findɴovel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

What was this strange look in his eyes? It gave Cheyenne a shiver, wondering if this old man had taken a fancy to her. Even though he was handsome and the president, he was already over fifty years old. Cheyenne used her hand to cover half of her face, slightly leaning away, and softly comforted, "We will never be happy."

The President was the head of this great nation. He had traveled a lot

moment, then couldn't help but burst into laughter,

than you. Good

the audience. Each of them was so shocked that their mouths couldn't close, especially Connor

his beard out of boredom, and when he heard these words, he carefully pinched a nerve. He had pulled the wrong hair. He had pulled out nose hair. The pain made him howl for a while. Looking at the dark

hand, Jay was secretly munching on the pastries on the table. When he heard the words, he couldn't help it. A mouthful of spit and pastry crumbs splattered onto

diverted by a sudden warm sensation on her back. Instinctively, she reached behind and felt a sticky, greasy residue on her fingertips. When she looked closer, she saw transparent

from her seat in

in Cheyenne's arms, trembling as he

is so scary, I'm

Jay, but her husband stopped her. "Alright, let's not make a big

have parents to raise him, should be brought to prison

mother. If it weren't for Wind Hall, he wouldn't have known where he would have starved to death. Such words were undoubtedly too harsh for a child. Cheyenne saw the tears in Jay's eyes, his young face turning red, but he held back from crying. Seeing this, she empathized with him deeply.

Cheyenne said. "But as an adult, especially one sinking in the

he had never experienced before. However... it wasn't worth the Wind Hall's leader quarreling with that old woman for

don't want you to compensate her for my sake,"