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...

serious, and she felt as if her body was being disassembled and reconstructed. The man's strong arms instinctively wrapped around her body, pulling the blanket over

neatly tucked in the

lightly kissed her nose like a dragonfly skimming the water. "Goodnight, little Pinocchio." The next day, just as dawn was breaking, she woke up feeling as though she had been lightly drizzled

and mostly on her nose... It was so annoying. Kate reached out to wipe away

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

point where she wasn't awakened even by his loud

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

she freshened up and by the time

bedroom door. "Knock, knock, knock... Miss Zamora,

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would clean the room at noon every day, changing

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

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 kind of behavior undoubtedly exposed

saying, "Actually, Miss Zamora, you don't have to be shy. Before Master Glenn left,

as an apple, pink and tender enough for

brought women home, and Miss

mixed with her natural airheadness, had

look

as if fleeing, 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 just scrolling through Twitter

to the

really surprising. Reece held a respectable status among male celebrities,

better to do, so she clicked

Jerome posted a semi-disguised

a magnifying glass to find it. The caption was humorous: "Got accidentally scratched by a dog today guess it's time for some meat.

fans, whether being somewhat blind or overly dramatic, were actively commenting

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

why did you mention me for no