She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 647: Master Omari Is Cuckolded

Excited about the upcoming exploration of the forest the next day, Cheyenne found it difficult to fall asleep.

However, when she thought about the baby growing inside her, she glanced at her slightly protruding belly and furrowed her brows.

Since becoming pregnant, she felt like her waist had become thicker than before. She cursed under her breath, feeling the urge to get rid of it. But then she reconsidered; giving birth seemed quite painful. Oh well, she would carry it for now. Time to sleep.

Under the pale and bleak moonlight, there was another person who felt upset.

At the Lara mansion, it was the eve of Master Omarin's wedding. The entire mansion was brightly lit, as if it were daytime. Despite it being past one in the morning, the servants were still bustling around.

A senior butler in a black tailcoat directed several maids to decorate the house.

"And you two, go... check for any remaining dust and inspect everything again. We can't afford to have any missing items."

"Yes, sir."

After receiving the instructions, the maids retreated while murmuring complaints under their breath and yawning.

"These wealthy families are truly something else. Even organizing a wedding is so complicated."

The response came from another slightly plump young maid who was biting her finger, her gaze already dulled from exhaustion. "Exactly, we've been preparing for half a year. If it weren't for Master Omarin's runaway last time, we wouldn't have to do so much repetitive work."

Suddenly, the third maid among them sighed, evoking empathy from the others.

"Who would want to marry a woman like Miss Weaver? Master Omarin is truly pitiful."

"You're right."

"I think that sometimes, being wealthy isn't necessarily a good thing."

Compared to Master Omarin, who was about to marry a promiscuous woman he didn't love, their torment was only physical.

Moreover, the Lara family was a prestigious lineage in Onistead. With Master Omari's wedding being such a grand occasion, the maids could expect to receive cash.

As they excitedly speculated about the amount of the cash, a "clang" sound suddenly echoed through the dark garden.

A deflated beer bottle fell from mid-air, landing precisely in the garden's ornamental fountain.

they noticed over a dozen empty bottles floating

three of them were startled

room on the second floor had no lights on, pitch black and

in the garden cast its light on the shadows of the trees,

light pierced through the forest, landing on

It was Master Omari!

the window, one long leg stretched out on

the other held a new beer bottle as he tilted his head back to

hair, making it shine in the dark night like the leaves-radiating

scene inexplicably evoked a sense

even if life can go on, it's still painful to

up in her

deep pity for Master Omari that she couldn't

"plop" sound rang out in the darkness. This sound was different from the

there was still half a bottle of alcohol

carried by the chilly wind

but I miss

he peered through the crack in the doorway

someone you don't love is like burying

had experienced such pain and torment

it for several decades.

we have only four hours left until the wedding

door as he also saw his younger brother

just as miserable as a stray dog, devoid of the

glint flashed in his eyes, disappearing in an

his cane at the door as he let out a long sigh. Bitterly, he spoke, "He's feeling sad. Let him

tomorrow

why don't you

the Weaver family that he's not feeling well,

his brother for the

scalp tightened at the thought. Would the Weaver family agree to

father was favoring Omari,

"Fine."

then did Leon turn to

he noticed

and in