She Became Rich After Divorce

Chapter 532: The Dirty Snowflake

During this period, Teagan hadn't called her once. Nora refused to take the initiative and apologize. She planned to wait for Teagan to come and appease her before giving him a way out.

Malaya immediately scolded her, questioning her intelligence. "Who do you think you are? And what power does the Lawrence family hold? Does Mr. Parry, a handsome and wealthy man like him, lack women? Are you cold-shouldering him at a time like this? Aren't you just digging your own grave? What if Mr. Parry turns his attention to someone else? Where will you cry then?"

Nora listened to her mother's words and felt a tinge of panic creeping into her heart. Ever since she had been with Teagan, he had gradually cut off contact with other women. She was still reveling in the achievement of taming a playboy like him. But her mother's words served as a wake-up call, jolting her out of her complacency.

As long as they hadn't got married, it was still possible that Teagan would be stolen by other women.

"What should I do now?" she asked.

Malaya crossed her arms and huffed coldly. "What are you standing there foolishly for? Hurry up and call Mr. Parry to make amends. Men are the same. As long as you know how to be coquettish and give them a little sweetness, they will obediently listen to you."

In the past, she had captivated George with such tactics.

Nora hesitated for a second, feeling anxious under her mother's watchful gaze. She took out her phone and dialed Teagan's number.

The phone rang for a while, but no one answered. Mother and daughter exchanged a glance. Malaya shifted her position, sitting on the couch with one leg crossed, supporting her cheek with her hand, deep in thought.

They reluctantly ended the call. Nora replied softly, "He might be... in a meeting."NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

As the reason left her lips, even Teagan himself would find it hard to believe.

"Why don't you try calling his assistant?"

Nora dialed Teagan's secretary's number.

As the focus returned to Cheyenne, each scene before her eyes felt like an illusion, as if a prince were confessing his love to a princess. But such romantic scenarios were never meant for her and him. The past wounds had been inflicted, and while time might fade the scars, the searing pain could never be forgotten.

She had exerted all her strength to choose forgiveness.

But if she were expected to act as if nothing had ever happened and return to how things were, she couldn't do it.

In the years, she had exchanged her genuine heart for lessons learned through bloodshed.

In countless nights, she had grown unafraid of loneliness. Even her laughter had become somewhat muted compared to before.

So, even if he presented a city full of roses before her, she couldn't accept them.

Kelvin's anxiety grew as Cheyenne hesitated to accept the ring. Especially with a love rival standing beside him, eager to seize the opportunity, the pressure intensified, prompting him to muster all his courage. "Cheyenne, I know that I have let you down and hurt you deeply."

"Every time I feel lonely and defeated, I can't help but think of you, but I also arrogantly believe it's not a big deal."

"It wasn't until I lost you that I realized you are someone I can't live without. Without you, my life lacks joy."

This heartfelt confession silenced everyone, and some women burst into tears right on the spot.

Oh my goodness!

It was so easy to make them cry!

If there were such a handsome man holding roses and a ring in front of them, without him even making a move, they would crawl to him just to catch them.

Even Chris, a tough and rugged man, felt his eyes welling up with tears. He had been following Kelvin for nearly ten years.

He had never seen Mr. Foley humble himself like this in front of anyone, even when his mother became a vegetable.

Miss Lawrence had no idea how much Mr. Foley loved her when he willingly jumped into the sea for her sake.

He spent millions to defend her honor, causing the Parry family's stocks to plummet.

All because Danielle stood at the restaurant door and shouted at Miss Lawrence.

This time, he didn't hesitate to sell one of his most profitable personal investments just to give Miss Lawrence a grand gift.

All these were luxuries that Abbie never had the chance to enjoy until her death.

Amidst the eagerly anticipating crowd, Miss Lawrence, who had remained motionless all this while, finally took action!

She reached out with her delicate and fair hand, with faintly visible blue veins on the back of her fair hand.

When Cheyenne extended her hand towards Kelvin, Iker's eyes darkened, and he let out a barely noticeable sigh, lowering his eyelashes in disappointment.

In fact, he had anticipated this outcome from the very beginning.

There was nothing to be surprised about.

It was just that there was inevitably a sense of loss deep down.

But it doesn't matter as long as he can watch her be happy from afar.

Meanwhile, Kelvin was engulfed in euphoria.

He raised his head in disbelief, his clean and sharp jawline connecting to his gracefully defined neck, with his Adam's apple rolling, exuding a silent sensuality.

For the first time, a genuine and joyful smile appeared in his deep-set eyes, like that of an inexperienced teenager.

His voice was so excited that it even trembled a bit, and his deep-set eyes, usually calm, now became restless.

"Cheyenne... Do you really..."

Will you accept me?

Before he could finish his sentence, Cheyenne suddenly picked up the ring, her gaze cold and mocking as she casually replied, "A snowflake falling from the sky, even if it doesn't melt, it becomes dirty!"

Plunk!

A silver light flashed in an arc before everyone's eyes, and a beam of sunlight perfectly illuminated the ring. The hexagonal snowflake-shaped diamond.

immediately refracted colors el.net

of light.

rays

set

At the entrance of the Lawrence Villa, the statue stood tall, and with the sound of melodious musica

gushing fountain des from

above, forming a small waterfall.

The ring fell straight into the fountain pool, disappearing without a trace.