She Became Rich After Divorce (Cheyenne and Kelvin) novel Chapter 525

Chapter 525: Respect Me

Cheyenne was so full, all thanks to the affluent breakfast. She didn't want to waste the food, so she ate it all. And the culprit behind it all was still teasing her with delight.

"Cheyenne, if you marry me and your belly becomes this big when you're pregnant, I will take good care of you and our daughter."

Omari loved baby girls and especially wanted a daughter who looked exactly like Cheyenne. She would be his everything, and he would do anything for her.

But all Cheyenne heard was him mocking her for being fat, and she felt embarrassed.

"Shut up! Since you're done cleaning up, just leave. I'm going to sleep."

She said as she slowly made her way towards the room on the second floor.

"Huh? Cheyenne, you're so heartless. I came all the way from Onistead to find you."

Cheyenne pretended not to hear, but before leaving, she didn't forget to tell him, "Take out the trash on your way out, thanks."

Omari was speechless.

...

Suddenly, a refined and handsome young man appeared on the street, attracting the attention of many onlookers. He appeared to be around twenty-five or twenty-six years old, with soft chestnut-colored medium-length hair, half of it tied up in a bun while the other half draped over his shoulder. His fair and flawless complexion, without any blemishes or visible pores, gave him an exceptional charm.

He was dressed in traditional modified clothing with a classical touch. A long linen shirt paired with wide black trousers. A gust of wind lifted a corner of his shirt, revealing a glimpse of his tanned and muscular waist.

However, the cane in the man's hand surprised the onlookers, causing them to shake their heads in pity. It was a shame that such a handsome young man turned out to be blind!

His beautiful eyes, reminiscent of stars, stared blankly ahead, yet everyone could still sense the gentle aura emanating from him.

Benson, with a cane in one hand, carried an adorable yellow duck-themed lunchbox. The aroma of chicken mushroom soup seemed to waft through the air. He had spent a long time learning how to make this soup, and last time, Cheyenne drank two big bowls all by herself.

He wanted to pamper Cheyenne, who had been working tirelessly without rest, so Benson specially made the chicken soup and brought it to her.

With a faint smile on his face, Benson had just arrived at the entrance of Cheyenne's office when the ringtone from his pocket suddenly sounded. It was a sad and lingering piano melody - "Wedding in a Dream."

Benson's footsteps paused, his handsome face showing a touch of contemplation and seriousness. He ultimately gave up on knocking on the door, placed the chicken soup outside Cheyenne's office, and turned to leave.

Inside the office, Cheyenne had just finished seeing a patient. Since winning over Mr. Owen in the previous competition, her reputation had soared. People were starting to come to her for medical treatment. Though the number was still small, it was a good start. It meant that her skills were being recognized by others.

As she heard the brief piano sound outside, she mistakenly thought it was someone passing by and didn't pay much attention. It wasn't until Mr. Owen came to find her, happily carrying a blue thermos cup, that she realized something was amiss.

"Young lady, you seem to have gotten yourself into quite a bit of trouble with suitors. Does your grandfather know about it?"