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...

disassembled and reconstructed. The man's strong arms instinctively wrapped around her body, pulling the

neatly tucked in the

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

so annoying. Kate reached out

up at half-past seven, barefoot on the floor. He casually picked a black suit from the closet

where she wasn't awakened even by

felt as if she had turned into a disabled person.

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

outside the bedroom door. "Knock, knock, knock...

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clean the room at noon every day, changing the bedsheets and

the black bedsheets had wet stains on them. She

the pain in her body, she quickly took off the bedsheets, along with the costume she wore yesterday, and threw them into the laundry basket, before finally

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

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

Glenn never brought women home, and Miss

and gentle image, mixed with her natural airheadness, had earned her the favor of

I'm going downstairs to take a look

slipped out of the door as if fleeing, and suddenly her feet didn't ache anymore, nor did her waist

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

made it to

held a respectable status among male celebrities, and

to do, so she clicked on the topic

Jerome posted a semi-disguised

any pores on 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

or overly dramatic, were actively commenting on this tiny

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

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