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...

of lying were serious, and she felt as if her body was being disassembled and reconstructed. The man's strong

tucked in

her nose like a dragonfly skimming the water. "Goodnight, little Pinocchio." The next day,

so annoying. Kate reached out to wipe

a while, the man, in accordance with his disciplined schedule, got up at half-past seven, barefoot on the floor. He casually picked

was exhausted to the point where she wasn't

by hunger. When she got up, she almost felt as if she had turned into

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

a knocking sound outside the bedroom door. "Knock, knock, knock... Miss Zamora, are you

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

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

don't have to be shy. Before Master Glenn left, he told

as an apple, pink and tender enough for someone to take a bite. Upon

home, and Miss Zamora

with her natural airheadness, had earned her the favor of some

to bother you. I'm going downstairs to take a look

and suddenly her feet didn't ache anymore,

said she was going to read, but in reality, she was too hungry to concentrate. She reluctantly stayed for twenty minutes, mostly

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better to do, so she clicked on the topic and checked out

Jerome posted a semi-disguised

to find it. The caption was humorous: "Got accidentally scratched by

being somewhat blind or overly dramatic, were actively commenting on this tiny

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