She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 639: Bicker

Absence makes the heart grow fonder.

Despite the gloomy and cold winter outside the window, the heating inside the room made it feel cozy and warm. The dim yellow lights added a touch of warmth too. Shirts and nightgowns were scattered on the floor, crumpled and lonely.

Kate felt her voice was on the verge of becoming hoarse, so she bit her lip and buried her head in the pillow.

She felt uncomfortable, causing her to take a sharp breath and feel the pain.

But her waist was tightly held by a pair of large hands, with the man cunningly pressing down on her slender waist. "What's wrong?"

"My nose hurts. Will I turn into Pinocchio."

How annoying that he would use this position from behind.

Hearing this, Master Glenn couldn't help but laugh and picked her up, swiftly changing their gesture.

He carefully examined her nose and, apart from the cute and pink tip that was a little red, everything seemed fine.

"Only lying children turn into Pinocchio. Kate, have you lied to me?"

"No."

"Really? Then how did you answer me when I asked if you liked it?"

She didn't like it...

she felt as if her body was being disassembled and reconstructed.

tucked in the

dragonfly skimming the water. "Goodnight, little Pinocchio." The next day, just as

Kate reached out

his disciplined schedule, got up at half-past seven, barefoot on the floor. He casually

where she wasn't awakened even by

was eventually awakened by hunger. When she got up, she almost felt as if she had turned into a disabled person. Her legs felt as weak

the bathroom, she freshened up and by the time she came out, it was almost one in the

a knocking sound outside the bedroom door. "Knock,

access

would clean the room at noon every day, changing the

black bedsheets had wet stains on them. She didn't want to be

wore yesterday, and threw them into the laundry basket, before finally opening the door

Glenn left, he told us that you were tired last night and

and tender enough for someone to take a bite. Upon closer inspection, even

never brought women home, and Miss Zamora was the

with her natural airheadness, had earned her the favor of

bother you. I'm going downstairs to take a look at books. School is starting

as if fleeing, and suddenly her feet didn't ache

she was too hungry to concentrate. She reluctantly stayed for twenty

to

a respectable status among male celebrities,

had nothing better to do, so she clicked on the topic and checked

Jerome posted a semi-disguised

small red mark was so faint that you needed a magnifying glass to find it. The caption was humorous: "Got accidentally scratched by

or overly dramatic, were actively commenting on this tiny

could there be

you mention me for no reason,