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 arms instinctively

neatly tucked in

next day, just as dawn was breaking, she woke up

was so annoying. Kate reached out to wipe away the droplets but it only earned her a shallow

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

she was exhausted to the point where she wasn't awakened even by his loud

eventually awakened by hunger. When she got up, 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 was almost one in

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

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made too much noise last night, and the black bedsheets had wet stains on them. She didn't want

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

Master Glenn

tender enough for someone to take a

and

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

I'm going downstairs to take a look at books. School is starting soon,

door as if fleeing, and suddenly her feet

going to read, but in reality, she was too hungry to concentrate. She reluctantly stayed for twenty minutes, mostly just scrolling through Twitter on her phone.

it to

a respectable status among male celebrities, and his "funny" image

had nothing better to do, so she clicked on the topic

Jerome posted a semi-disguised

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

being somewhat blind or overly dramatic, were actively

Jerome's face is God's most perfect creation. How could there

why did you mention me