Became A Queen After divorce

Cheyenne was well taken care of by Kelvin and didn’t have to work. Apart from the occasional nighttime fatigue, her days were quite comfortable.

Unknowingly, she had gained a few pounds.

However, since she was originally thin, the extra weight made her look even better rather than overweight.All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

Everyone attributed this to Kelvin’s diligent care.

Even Mr. Foley thought so, touching his chin and murmuring narcissistically, “Father-in-law and Grandpa were worried I couldn’t take care of Cheyenne, but look at her now.”

On the other hand, Pearl’s days were not as comfortable as Cheyenne’s.

She was a bride-to-be. Although Brody and her father were handling the wedding preparations, she was not idle, thinking about Sam every day.

They hadn’t seen each other since their last meeting.

Firstly, because of the tradition that newlyweds shouldn’t see each other before the wedding; secondly, because Declan had assigned Sam a task that required him to leave Zheemond for a few days.

Pearl’s baby was growing day by day, and her longing for Sam deepened.

“Sigh~ Baby, where do you think Daddy has gone? Why isn’t he back yet? It’s almost…”

Almost their wedding day.

Declan saw her standing alone in the hallway talking to herself and immediately understood her thoughts.

Pearl was missing Sam.

This realization made Declan feel a pang of bitterness. His precious daughter had only been back for a few months, and they hadn’t had much time together before she was about to marry another man.

Although he had agreed to it himself, Declan couldn’t help but feel a twinge of regret.

But joking aside, if he really did break them up, Pearl would probably resent him for life.

“Pearl, you can’t be so willful now that you’re pregnant. Go back and rest.”

Hearing her father’s concerned voice, Pearl turned around and softly called out, “Daddy.”

“Hmm.”

“Thinking about Sam?”

Pearl’s face turned red as she nodded shyly, her tone somewhat resentful.

“What exactly did you send him to do? I haven’t received any messages from him for days.”

Sam used to send messages to let her know he was safe.

Declan couldn’t tell his daughter that he had sent Sam to handle a batch of “goods.” If successful, he planned to disband the Gilliam family and go legitimate.

This last deal before going clean used to be handled by Libby. Now that Libby’s ambitions were exposed, although she returned to the Gilliam family, Declan kept her away from the center of power.

This time, he decided to entrust the task to Sam, whom he trusted the most. The boy was brave, meticulous, and capable.

“Ahem… It’s nothing. Sam has been busy lately, so he hasn’t contacted you. I promise he’ll be back tomorrow.”

Judging by the timeline, he should be back tomorrow.

With the definite news of Sam’s return, Pearl finally felt relieved.

She smiled brightly. “I trust Daddy wouldn’t lie to me.”

“Hmph, you only care about Sam… What about your father?”

The old father was jealous like a child, even jealous of his son-in-law.

Just as Pearl was about to speak, Natalia walked in.

She wore a light pink dress today, her hair neatly tied back, and light makeup making her look elegant and beautiful.

She carried a bowl of soup.

“Pearl, Declan… come have some soup. It’s ginger pork lung soup today.”

“Oh no, I’ve already gained a lot of weight; I don’t want to eat anymore.”

Pearl felt a headache at the mention of “soup.”

Oh my God, she was only three months pregnant; there were still seven months to go.

Declan glanced at the soup with a hint of sadness but drank it without hesitation when he saw Natalia smiling at him.

“Pearl, go upstairs. Your mother and I need to talk.”

Pearl’s big eyes darted between her father and mother before she seemed to understand something and winked at them.

“I get it. I won’t disturb you two. I’m leaving.”

Her playful demeanor lightened Declan’s mood. He watched her leave with a smile in his eyes.

“Pearl’s personality is unlike yours or mine; I wonder who she takes after,” Natalia said softly.

Who? Naturally, she took after his late younger brother.

Though disabled, his brother had been optimistic and strong-willed, always his pillar of support.

After his death, Pearl came along.

“This soup is good; your cooking skills have improved,” Declan said while drinking the soup and looking at Natalia with affectionate eyes.

Hmm?

Why did he suddenly change the topic?

Natalia still wasn’t used to being alone with him and didn’t know what to say.

Before she could speak, Declan continued talking.

“Miss… please allow me to call you that because in my heart, you will always be the sacred lady of the Cunningham family.”

“I know I’m just a country bumpkin unworthy of you. We’ve tortured each other for over twenty years, wasting so much time.”

His words sounded like a farewell, leaving Natalia puzzled.

“What are you talking about? It’s all in the past… Libby and Pearl are getting married soon.”

They were about to become grandparents; it was bittersweet to think about it.

Declan put down the bowl and hugged her. She stiffened noticeably.

He knew her recent attempts to please him were insincere; she hadn’t truly let go of her hatred.

“Because I’m afraid I won’t have time to say this later. Natalia… can you be kinder to Pearl after I’m gone?”

Natalia was shocked.

At night, under the starry sky, those who couldn’t sleep tossed and turned.

But Pearl, the newly pregnant woman, slept soundly, unaware that someone had quietly opened her door.

A tall figure moved silently to her bedside like a breeze.

In the moonlight, the man gazed unabashedly at the sleeping beauty on the bed.

The night was hot; Pearl had kicked off her blanket, exposing her belly.

Underneath her white lace nightgown, her belly was slightly swollen.

There-a new life was growing inside.

The man carefully placed his hand on her belly, his charming eyes filled with tenderness.