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...

consequences of lying were serious, and she felt as if her body was being disassembled and reconstructed. The man's strong arms instinctively wrapped around her

neatly tucked in

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

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

in accordance with his disciplined schedule, got up at half-past seven, barefoot on the floor. He casually picked a black suit from the closet and headed towards

where she wasn't awakened even by his loud movements when

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

by the time she came out, it was almost one

sound outside the bedroom door. "Knock, knock,

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much noise last night, and the black bedsheets had wet

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 opening the door for the two of them. Well, this kind of

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

for someone to take a bite.

Glenn never brought women home, and Miss Zamora was

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

bother you. I'm going downstairs to take a look at books. School is starting soon, and there's

suddenly her feet

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

to the

Reece held a respectable status among male celebrities,

to do, so she clicked on the topic and checked out its

Jerome posted a semi-disguised

beauty filter, you couldn't see 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 it's time for some meat. Should I go

overly dramatic, were

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

why did you mention me for no reason,