She Became Rich After Divorce

Chapter 565: Because You Hit My Dog

No wonder he suddenly had the idea to come find her today, it turned out it was because he needs her help with something.

Cheyenne wondered why they couldn't move Nora to the VIP ward themselves. It was not like they didn't have the money. They just got fifty million from the Owen family,

Didn't they just get fifty million from the Owen family, they surely can afford this much.

As for Sean, she had protected him when they were kids. But he didn't appreciate her help and even hated her greatly.

His grades were so poor, even if he'd gotten into Akloit College, it would be a waste of education resources.

Cheyenne flatly refused George's request, rejecting him in a cold tone, showing no mercy.

"I don't care about how Nora is doing, she has nothing to do with me. Even if she stays in the mortuary, I still won't be responsible."

Upon hearing this, George widened his eyes, looking coldly at the young girl in front of him, speaking with a pained and aggrieved tone, "Cheyenne... Nora is your sister, and you are partly responsible for her miscarriage this time. How can you say such heartless words?"

"Sister?"

Cheyenne raised her red lips, and with a mocking gaze, said, "Nora's child is not mine, so why should I be responsible?"

Wasn't the one who should be responsible Teagan?

It's his child. It was also her mistake that caused the miscarriage.

The newspapers had published it, why didn't George go find the real culprit instead of falsely accusing this innocent person?

Clearly, it was also Nora's fault for delaying the best time for treatment.

Just as Nora was mentioned, her figure appeared at the door of the office.

The young girl's figure, frail as paper, had a pale complexion, devoid of any trace of color.

Her dehydrated lips resembled a parched land with cracks.

Malaya supported her, with a thin young man following behind.

Nora was staring at Cheyenne with eyes filled with resentment, her slightly reddened eyes carrying a hint of strangeness.

Parting her red lips, with a chilling gaze, she stared at her and said, "Cheyenne, are you satisfied seeing me like this?"

The doctor said she had congenital uterine hypoplasia, and this miscarriage caused severe uterine bleeding.

In addition, the fetus was already three months old, so after the medication-induced miscarriage, she would need to undergo a manual uterine cleaning. This would inevitably lead to the uterine wall becoming increasingly thin.

The doctor just subtly told her that it would probably be difficult for her to have children in the future.

She was only twenty years old, with a long future ahead, how could she be a complete woman after losing the chance to be a mother?

Listening to her words, everyone felt uncomfortable.Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.

Kate stepped forward, standing in front of her, and glared back at her.

"What are you saying? Miss Owen performed your surgery, what does it have to do with Cheyenne?"

"Pregnant out of wedlock, and you still have the nerve? Bah, if you've got the guts, go find Mr. Parry to take responsibility, what are you trying to prove here?"

I must say, Kate's words were indeed harsh, at least they made Nora tremble all over and her chin quiver.

"Who are you calling 'pregnant out of wedlock'?"

Kate shrugged, made a face at her, "Whoever answers me!"

"Shut up! Cheyenne, are you allowing your lapdog to insult my sister? Believe me, I'll make sure you regret it!"

The enraged internet-addicted teenager yelled angrily, rolled up his sleeves, and charged at Cheyenne and Kate.

No matter what, he was already an 18-year-old adult, standing nearly 175cm tall, towering over the two young girls. Seeing the imposing teenager in front of them, Kate cowered behind Cheyenne in fear.

Finally, she made a face at him.

"Why the rush? Wasn't I telling the truth? You cowards, if you've got the guts, go cause a scene at the Parry residence!"

"Hmph, they wouldn't dare." Reece also rolled up his sleeves, ready for a showdown.

Although he didn't exercise much, he should have had the absolute advantage over Sean in terms of height.

However, as they faced off, Reece raised his fist to strike, only to be caught off guard by a punch from Sean to his nose.

Bang!

Instantly, two streams of bright red blood flowed from his nostrils.

Reece held his handsome nose, crying to Cheyenne, "Cheyenne, he hit my nose, damn! It's definitely crooked, it hurts..."

He was supposed to start filming tomorrow. Now, it seemed that would have to be delayed.

Kate had planned to mock him-how

could a man in his mid-twenties be unable to beat a teenager? It was embarrassing! However, seeing Reece's pitiful state with blood streaming from his nose, she softened.

"Stand behind me," Cheyenne commanded, glaring coldly at Sean and taunting him with her fair, delicate fingers, challenging him.

"You dare to be proud after hitting

me?" Sean was quite pleased with himself. After all, he had always been the one being beaten before and now, suddenly, he was the one dominating others. It felt pretty great.

"Heh, you couldn't even handle this pretty boy. Blame me? Cheyenne, you better apologize to my sister quickly, or I'll beat you too."

"Come and try!" Sean's despondent face showed a hint of hesitation. He was just bluffing.

If he really acted, he wouldn't dare.

That crazy woman, Cheyenne, might actually pull out a kitchen knife and attack him. But facing a weak

woman's challenge, if he did ne

respond, wouldn't he seem too pathetic?

Considering this, he decided to take a gamble.

"Cheyenne, don't be so arrogant! You think I don't dare touch you?" Seething with anger, he charged forward. Somehow, when he got in front of Cheyenne, she raised her foot and kicked him in the shins.

Thud.

He fell to his knees, sprawled on the ground in a humiliating position.

What just happened? Sean didn't even know what happened; he just suddenly found himself on the ground.

"Sean!" Malaya, the one who doted on him the most, forgot everything else as she exclaimed and rushed over. She helped Sean up, "Son, are you okay?"

Sean's eyes turned red, like a trapped animal, and he launched a second attack, grabbing a broom from the corridor and swinging it at Cheyenne. Unexpectedly, she dodged it with a quick move and, in a swift counterattack, kicked Sean in the stomach with a spinning side kick.

"Smack!"

Instantly, a bright red handprint appeared on Sean's face, and two streams of bright red blood slowly began to flow from his nose.