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...

if her body was being disassembled and reconstructed. The man's strong arms instinctively wrapped around her

neatly tucked in

water. "Goodnight, little Pinocchio." The next day, just as dawn was

was so annoying. Kate reached out to wipe

his disciplined schedule, got up at half-past seven, barefoot on

the point where she wasn't awakened even

she almost felt as if she had turned into a disabled person. Her legs felt as weak as if she were stepping

the bathroom, she freshened up and by the time she came out, it

the bedroom door. "Knock, knock, knock... Miss Zamora, are you

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

bedsheets, along with the costume she wore yesterday, and threw them into the laundry basket, before finally opening the door for the two of them. Well, this

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

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

never brought women home, and Miss Zamora was the

natural airheadness, had earned her

to take a look at books. School is starting soon, and

suddenly

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

made it to the

male celebrities, and his "funny" image

nothing better to do, so she clicked

Jerome posted a semi-disguised

filter, you couldn't see any pores on his face. Even that small red mark was so faint that you needed a magnifying glass to find it. The caption

blind or overly dramatic, were actively commenting on

there be any

it, why did you mention me for no reason,