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...

as if her body was being disassembled and

tucked

water. "Goodnight, little Pinocchio." The next day, just as dawn was breaking, she woke up feeling as

fell on her forehead, between her eyebrows, and mostly on her nose... It was so annoying. Kate reached out to wipe

accordance with his disciplined schedule, got up at half-past seven, barefoot on the floor. He casually picked a black suit from the closet and headed

to the point where she wasn't awakened even by his loud movements

got up, she almost felt as if she had turned into a disabled

the bathroom, she freshened up and by the time she

bedroom door. "Knock,

to access chapters of novels early and in

the room at noon every day, changing the

and Master Glenn made too much noise last night, and the black bedsheets had wet stains

threw them into the laundry basket, before finally opening the door for the two of them. Well, this kind of

and smirked, saying, "Actually, Miss Zamora, you don't have to be shy. Before Master Glenn left, he told us that you were tired

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

home, and Miss Zamora

natural airheadness,

downstairs to take a look at books. School

if fleeing, and suddenly her feet didn't ache anymore, nor did her waist

but in reality, she was too hungry to concentrate. She reluctantly stayed for twenty minutes, mostly just scrolling through Twitter on her

made it to the

really surprising. Reece held a respectable status among male celebrities, and his "funny" image often made it

clicked on the topic and checked out

Jerome posted a semi-disguised

faint that you needed a magnifying glass to find

fans, whether being somewhat blind or overly dramatic, were

creation. How could there be any flaws? Starting today, I've decided

it, why did you