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...

body was being disassembled and reconstructed. The man's strong arms

neatly tucked in

The next day,

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

accordance with his disciplined schedule, got up at half-past seven, barefoot on the floor.

wasn't awakened even by his loud movements when

was 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

move to the bathroom, she freshened up and by the time she came out, it was almost one in

the bedroom door. "Knock,

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clean the room at noon every day, changing the bedsheets

noise last night, and the black bedsheets had wet stains on them. She didn't want to be seen

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 opening the door for

"Actually, Miss Zamora, you don't have to be shy. Before Master Glenn left, he told us that you were tired last night and asked us to take good care of you."

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

never brought women home, and Miss Zamora was

her natural airheadness, had earned her

to take a look at books. School is starting soon, and there's

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

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

made it to the

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

had nothing better to do, so she clicked on

Jerome posted a semi-disguised

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

whether being somewhat blind or overly

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

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