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...

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

tucked in the

the water. "Goodnight, little Pinocchio." The next day, just as dawn was breaking, she woke up feeling as though she had been lightly drizzled

her eyebrows, and mostly on her nose... It was so annoying. Kate reached out to wipe away the droplets but it only earned her a

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

where she wasn't

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

managing to move to the bathroom, she freshened up and by the time she came out,

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

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

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 her

be shy. Before Master Glenn left, he told us that you were tired last night and asked us to take good care of

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

never brought women home, and Miss

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

to take a look at books. School

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

was going to read, but in reality, she was too hungry to concentrate. She reluctantly stayed for twenty minutes,

it to the trending

male celebrities, and

better to do, so she clicked on the topic and

Jerome posted a semi-disguised

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

blind or overly dramatic, were actively

creation. How could there

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