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

neatly tucked

a dragonfly skimming the water. "Goodnight, little Pinocchio." The next day, just as dawn was breaking, she

Kate reached out to wipe away

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

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

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

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

door. "Knock,

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

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

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

be shy. Before Master Glenn

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

home, and Miss Zamora

image, mixed with her natural airheadness, had

a look at books. School is starting soon, and

door as if fleeing, and suddenly her feet didn't ache anymore, nor did

was 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. The top trending topic was

made it to the trending

among male celebrities, and his "funny"

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

Jerome posted a semi-disguised

Under the 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

blind or overly dramatic, were actively commenting

ah, Jerome's face is God's most perfect creation. How could there be any flaws? Starting today, I've decided not

it, why did you mention