She Became Rich After Divorce

Chapter 588: Love Her Only

Kate was taken aback and wanted to refuse, but Jerome stopped her with a stern look, narrowing his eyes in displeasure.

In a cold voice, he said, "My cloak is no worse than his. It's warm, so wear it properly!"

"But..."

"There's no 'buts'. Don't think you can pretend to faint and make Reece hold you! He's too weak himself."Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

Kate was speechless. When did she ever think like that?

Reece, on the other hand, was furious and gave Jerome a piercing glare, gritting his teeth. "You sissy, who the hell are you calling weak?" "Whoever answers me is the one who's weak. If you're not weak, why were you panting during the fight scene just now?"

"That was for the sake of the plot!"

Here they go again...

For some reason, the famous "Jerome" always deliberately provoked Reece whenever they saw each other.

Then the two of them would start arguing, even though they used to be the most popular couple.

Kate was exhausted and didn't feel like intervening. Besides, they would make up during mealtime, as they always did.

Just as she turned around to change her clothes, the man in black next to Cynthia blocked her path and stretched out his hand, stopping her. "Miss Zamora, Master Glenn requests your presence."

Master Glenn?

She instinctively looked around and indeed saw the luxury car not far away.

The car door was open.

Sensing her gaze, the man sitting inside smiled at her and raised the cup of coffee in his hand, inviting her.

Kate furrowed her brows. When did he arrive?

He must be here... to see Cynthia.

Reece was too busy bickering with Jerome to notice when Kate left.

The car door closed with a loud bang as Kate stood in front of the man. The two cloaks on her immediately became a thorn in Master Glenn's eyes.

He glanced indifferently at her and then spoke with a mocking tone, "Miss Zamora, you have quite the charm. Two protectors fighting to give you clothes." What did he mean by that?

Standing before the man, Kate wore a calm expression without a hint of flattery or pleasing. "If Master Glenn has nothing else, I'll take my leave." "Stop!"

The man, sitting with one leg crossed, suddenly stood up from his seat and walked over to her, his long legs striding towards her. His distinctively prominent hand grabbed her wrist, and at the same time, he closed the car door.

Bang!

The loud sound startled Kate.

She clenched her fists against her chest, her eyes filled with fear and unease. Her trembling voice stuttered, "What... What do you want?"

"I warn you... I'm a serious actor! I'm not like those women in your company."

Upon hearing her comparing him to those lecherous men, Glenn's face darkened instantly. His sharp, hawk-like eyes stared directly at her. With an arched eyebrow and a gleam of brilliance in his eyes, his voice carried a hint of anger, "Hmm? Is this how you see me?"

He was different from those men who indulged in promiscuity after achieving fame.

In the shocked gaze of Kate, Glenn

stated firmly something unknown to

the public, "Men of the Weaver

family can only have one woman in their lifetime. Otherwise, they will be cursed."

Cursed?

Those words spoken by him left Kate stunned.

"Master Glenn, are you joking or something?"

She clearly didn't believe it.

Glenn let out a self-deprecating smile, knowing that no one would believe his words. But he looked at Kate with an unprecedented seriousness.

"I am not lying, nor am I joking. The fact is just as I said. If I marry a wife, I will be devoted to her wholeheartedly."

Kate felt his gaze fixed on her, and it was too heavy, piercing into her ears and settling in her heart.

For some reason, upon hearing him say that he would be wholeheartedly devoted to his future wife, an unfamiliar sense of loss arose in Kate's heart.

But then again, what did it have to do with her? No matter who the woman standing by his side in the future would be, it would never be her.

With that in mind, Kate persuaded herself to dismiss this absurd thought and lifted her head, offering him a shallow smile.

Casually praising, she said, "Master Glenn, you are truly a responsible man."

"You're wrong."

He immediately rejected Kate's conclusion. His pitch-black, profound eyes watched her tenderly as she lowered her head, and he took a step forward.

He trapped her in his embrace, and his warm fingertips lightly touched her long hair, twirling a strand of dark hair around his fingertip.

"But for you, I am not a responsible man."

As soon as the words fell, Kate felt as if she had been struck by lightning, her mind going blank.

Her heart was in disarray.

Glenn was used to the flattery of female stars or the affectations of high-born young ladies around him. It was the first time he had encountered such innocent and naive foolishness. For some reason, he found it intriguing.

What did Glenn mean by all of this?

Kate couldn't help but think of various possibilities in her mind. He said he didn't bear any responsibility towards her, but earlier he mentioned being devoted to his future wife...

She bit her crimson lip tightly, her palms sweating nervously. She forced herself to remain calm and said, "No... it's not necessary. That time was just an accident. Besides, didn't we agree to forget about it?"

She had indeed done her best to "forget" as they had agreed. In their few encounters, it was always him who approached her.

Throughout it all, Kate maintained an attitude of wanting to avoid any involvement with him.

Little did she know that the more indifferent she acted, the stronger Master Glenn's curiosity towards her grew.

He curved his lips, leaning down and whispered softly in her ear, his voice slow, "Miss Zamora, that was also my first time."

Kate's pupils contracted, and she lifted her head, meeting his eyes filled with mockery.

Glenn had quite a few scandals, and

there were always tabloid news

about him attending banquets or having dinners with certain female

stars. And now he shamelessly claimed to have sex for the first time!

After contemplating for a while, Kate mustered up the courage to meet his handsome face directly and answered decisively, "I don't have money!"

"Hmm?"

He paused for a moment, then burst into laughter, a hearty laugh that could be heard outside the car door.

Even the assistant couldn't help but glance curiously in their direction.

Master Glenn was laughing?