Chapter 767: I’ll Handle It Myself

Book:Became A Queen After divorce Published:2024-6-3

Cheyenne…
She must be disappointed in herself.
Omari lowered his gaze, avoiding her eyes. As he looked at her, the brightness in her deep-set eyes instantly dimmed.
Sensing the awkward atmosphere between them, neither of them spoke. Sophie, on the other hand, continued to provoke and fuel the tension between them, saying, “So, Cheyenne, are you surprised? It took quite an effort for me to find your old lover. Why aren’t you saying anything?”
Her words were immediately interrupted by Omari’s cold voice.
“Shut up.”
“Shut up.”
Their voices echoed simultaneously, and the understanding between Cheyenne and Omari silenced Sophie momentarily.
She bit her bright red lip with unwillingness, her eyes filled with a mischievous gaze. Elegantly and arrogantly, she said, “Don’t forget, you’re under my command now!”
“If it wasn’t for your good looks, I would have killed you for speaking to me like that!”
As she spoke, her slender fingers lightly traced Omari’s hand.
Upon seeing his handsome face so close, a hint of reminiscence flickered in her eyes.
Unfortunately, just as her hand touched him, Omari pushed her away.
“You don’t have the right. Move aside, I need to talk to Cheyenne alone.”
Alone?
Sophie glanced at him thoughtfully, her face showing a mocking smile.
“Hehe, you’re so eager to get rid of me. Is my presence obstructing your reunion?”
She emphasized “reunion” clearly.
From the moment he entered the room until now, Omari hadn’t even given her a second glance. He ignored her words as if they were nothing.
Slightly humiliated, Sophie coldly snorted and turned to leave, her high heels clicking with a bewitching rhythm.
Before leaving, she reminded Omari, “You only have half an hour, don’t forget about our business!”
“Okay.”
Receiving a response, Sophie gracefully left the room in her wooden clogs.
Once Sophie was gone, only the two of them remained in the room, and Cheyenne no longer needed to suppress her emotions.
Angry, she glared at Omari’s familiar face, her voice hoarse, “Why?”
“Back then, we destroyed Soar Casino together, investigated TWILIGHT together. Don’t you know what kind of people they are?”
“Omari! What are you after? Can you justify yourself, being an accomplice to such things? Does that befit the sacred profession of a lawyer?”
Each of Cheyenne’s words felt like a nail being hammered into his heart.
His heart that had yearned for her for so long now had become riddled with holes, bleeding profusely.
He approached Cheyenne, lowering himself, and his enchanting eyes looked at her with a gentle smile, just like before. However, there was a hint of complexity in his expression.
His slightly cool fingers touched her cheek, and he spoke affectionately, “Cheyenne, we haven’t seen each other for so long. Don’t you miss me even a little?”
Cheyenne’s peripheral vision caught a glimpse of his hand, and a look of disgust swept across her fair face.
“Don’t touch me with your dirty hands.”
Her icy attitude made Omari falter for a moment as he stared straight into Cheyenne’s eyes.
His lips parted, exhaling elegantly, “Cheyenne, you said I’m an accomplice. Fine, I admit it.”
“But what can this sacred law bring me?”
As he said this, his eyes even turned red, and he clenched his fists tightly. “In the past, I chose to study law because of you.”
“You may not know it yet, but you are the only romance in my dull rulebook.”
“But what does this unnecessary status bring me? I still can’t break free from the control of my family, nor can I be with the person I love…”
“To me, these sacred laws are just empty words!”
Now, he is going to overturn this so-called fairness and sanctity!
In this world, born into such a ruthless aristocratic jungle, where is there any fairness?
“I’ve already died once, but I survived, and I understand now, as long as I achieve my goal, what does the process matter?”
Behind his glasses, a trace of madness was present in his eyes as his large hand held onto Cheyenne’s delicate wrist.
He lowersed his head slightly and blowed a breath in her ear, causing a tingling sensation.
“Cheyenne, no matter what happens, no matter how I change, you just need to understand one thing. That is, my love for you will never change!”
“As long as you cooperate, I can guarantee that they won’t harm you at all!”
Upon hearing this, Cheyenne chuckleed, “Haha, you’re now someone else’s lapdog, how can you guarantee my safety?”
“Do you think I’m like you, vain, cowardly, and unscrupulous?”
As she spoke, Omari’s smile on his face faded, and he furrowed his brows, shrouded in an indescribable coldness.
He looked angry.
Having known Omari for so many years, he had always been gentle and mild. This was the first time Cheyenne had seen him so shadowy.
“Cheyenne…”
She was still as stubborn as ever.
Outside the door, Sophie had become impatient and knocked, reminding the two inside, “Time is almost up, is it time to proceed?”
Proceed with what?
Cheyenne instinctively asked herself in her mind, but before she could know the answer, the door opened again.
Sophie walked in with two women dressed in black robes, their faces somewhat delicate. They resembled expressionless robots, completely obedient to their programming.
Without a word, they roughly pulled Cheyenne out of bed, as if they intended to take her away.
“Don’t touch me! I can walk by myself!”
Cheyenne’s eyes were filled with frost, her lips slightly parted, stopping the two in their tracks.
However, these two seemed to understand nothing and unexpectedly injected a sedative into Cheyenne’s arm.
The liquid entered her body, and in less than three seconds, Cheyenne, who had just been fierce and aggressive, suddenly calmed down.
Her body became as weak and limp as a wisp of cotton, slowly falling backward towards the floor.
“Cheyenne.”
Omari watched her with worry, unable to do anything as he watched the two take her into the bathroom.
Bang-
The bathroom door closed.
Through the frosted glass door, faint shadows inside could be seen. Cheyenne was pushed into the bathtub, and the sound of splashing water was heard.
Despite being dosed with sedatives, Cheyenne quickly recovered. She thrashed around in the water, like an angry beast.
“Don’t touch me!”
What had they done to Cheyenne?
Sedatives could quickly numb the nerves, but if forcefully overcome, they would surely harm the patient’s neurological organs.
Severely, it could cause paralysis…
“Let her go, I’ll take care of it myself!”
Omari no longer cared about gender differences and rushed in with a long stride.