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 body, pulling the

tucked

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

nose... It was so annoying. Kate reached out to wipe away the

her for a while, the man, in accordance with his disciplined schedule, got up at half-past seven,

was exhausted to the point where she wasn't awakened

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

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

knocking sound outside the bedroom door.

to access chapters of novels early and in the

room at noon every day, changing the

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

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

Before Master Glenn

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

Glenn never brought women home, and Miss

natural airheadness, had earned her the favor

a look at books. School

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

concentrate. She reluctantly stayed for twenty minutes, mostly just scrolling through Twitter on her phone. The top

made it to the trending topic

a respectable status among male

do, so she clicked on

Jerome posted a semi-disguised

his face. Even that small red mark was so faint that you needed a magnifying glass to find it. The caption was humorous: "Got accidentally scratched by a dog today guess it's time for some meat. Should I go

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

is God's most perfect creation. How could there be any flaws? Starting today,

did you mention me for