She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 666: She Is My Mother

Master Glenn's deep-set eyes were filled with a gloomy light, reflecting her delicate, pale face.

It was evident that she was also unwilling to let go of herself, so why did she have to say such heart-wrenching words to hurt him?

It had been so hard... for her to finally have the desire to protect someone, only to have her initiate it, and then be the one to say it was over.

He absolutely would not allow it!

"Kate, what happened? Why is it so sudden? Can you tell me the reason?" Master Glenn asked, concern evident in his voice.

Kate lowered her head, silently sobbing a few times before stubbornly explaining, "Don't ask, I have my own life and future. I can't see a future with you."

At that moment, time seemed to freeze, and the air around them grew noticeably colder. He took a step towards Kate, striding purposefully to stand in front of her, looking down at her as if trying to see through her soul.

Once again, in a deep voice, he asked, "Are you speaking from your heart? Look into my eyes and tell me!"

Kate took a deep breath, slowly raising her head to meet his deeply handsome face. In less than a second of eye contact, tears the size of beans rolled down from her eyes. She struggled to suppress the feeling of grievance, but her emotions overwhelmed her. Her delicate body trembled, "Yes, it's true. It's from my heart."

"If it's from your heart, then why are you crying as you say it?"

"It's just that the wind outside was strong, so tears flowed uncontrollably."

"You're lying!"

Master Glenn reached out, lifting her chin to force her to look into his eyes, his voice cold, "I gave you a chance, but you didn't cherish it. Now, you want to leave, but I disagree."

With that, he forcefully snatched Kate's suitcase from her hands and threw it to the ground. He then lifted her horizontally and carried her into the house.

Thud, the door closed.

Kate's surprised cry could be heard from inside the house, but it was quickly silenced by him, replaced by some moans and groans.

Want to leave?

when she has the

the room, slowly buttoning up his shirt as he walked. His hair was damp, glistening with sweat on his forehead, accentuating his sharply contoured face. In his

he passed by his servant, the man exuded a vague, sweet fragrance, causing the servants to

"Master Glenn..."

leave the room, wait for me to come

"Yes."

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any hint of joy from having escaped from a hellish

back, raising his eyebrows in surprise as

emotions and regained a calm demeanor,

she was lying, but since Cheyenne didn't want to talk, he had to

some thought, he said, "I don't know where

for nearly twenty years. When he left, Onistead hadn't changed so

with towering skyscrapers and broad streets,

seemed that

name made the wild man impatient

him for over twenty

here could easily attract attention

man to drive

you know about Wind

brakes, catching Cheyenne off guard and

up straight before a silver

man looked

are you,

the knife in

hand exerted force, coldly

girl? How

know

flash that had disappeared from her neck and felt a slight