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.

closer inspection under the light, they noticed over a dozen empty

of them were startled and instinctively

floor had no lights on, pitch black and

of

pierced through the forest, landing

It was Master Omari!

one long leg stretched out on the ground while the other was bent at the

a new beer bottle as he tilted his head back to continue

making it shine in the dark

scene inexplicably evoked a

can go on, it's still painful to have such an unfaithful

nodded, tears welling up in

pity for Master Omari that she couldn't find the words to

sound rang

half a

deep voice carried by the chilly wind traveled far,

I'm getting married, but I

Leon paused, his gaze complex as he peered through the crack in the doorway at the scene

you don't love is like

had experienced such pain and

had endured it for several decades. He hoped Omari could adapt and

hours left until the wedding procession. What should we do about Omari's drunken

the door as he also saw his younger

miserable as a stray dog, devoid of the

glint flashed in his eyes, disappearing in

at the door as he let out a long sigh. Bitterly, he spoke, "He's

tomorrow

don't you

not feeling well, and

replace his brother for the wedding

the Weaver family agree

was favoring Omari,

"Fine."

did Leon turn to

he noticed

in