Became A Queen After divorce

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“Okay, take your medicine quickly. Once you’re done, I need to go back!” The black capsule pill looked extremely bitter and had an even more unpleasant smell.

Iker wrinkled his brow at the scent and resisted, “How about you go back first? I’ll take it later.”

“Are you sure?”

“Of course! I’m not a child. Do you think I’m afraid of taking medicine?” As they say, those who are guilty often speak the loudest. His behavior was no different from someone caught red-handed!

She squinted her crescent-shaped eyes and leaned in close to him with clear eyes fixed on his face. “Are you… afraid of taking medicine?”

“There’s nothing like that. It’s best not to make assumptions about me!”

This was the first time someone had directly asked him such a question and it made his expression even worse.

The woman crossed her arms in front of her chest and looked at him skeptically. “If it wasn’t for my assumption, why don’t you just take it for me?”

“Why do you talk so much? Didn’t your grandfather ever criticize you for that? No wonder your ex-husband divorced you – you’re too noisy!”

As soon as the words left his mouth, Iker felt the air around him grow cold. His heart skipped a beat – it was the first time he had ever felt like he had said something wrong.

But how could proud and noble Master Iker admit to being wrong in front of a woman?

He looked up and saw Cheyenne’s smile freeze on her face. A sense of unease began to rise within him. Though she was smiling, there was an underlying sadness in her eyes that she couldn’t hide.

“You’re right,” she said softly. “I was with him for three years, but he couldn’t stand me for even one day.”

Damn it!

If only she had been angry and yelled at him, maybe Iker could have coldly retorted back at her. But instead, this woman smiled and “admitted” to her own faults, causing a similar feeling of sadness to well up inside him.

Iker bit his lip and looked deeply into Cheyenne’s serene profile before saying, “I’ll take these.” With that, he put all the capsules into his mouth and washed them down with warm water in one gulp.

Tanner at the door nearly fell over from shock – their master Iker had always been afraid of taking medicine since childhood! Miss Lawrence managed to get him to take them so easily… she really was amazing!

“I’m done now,” Iker said calmly. “Miss Lawrence, I’m not afraid of taking medicine!”

But only he knew that there was already a bitter taste in his mouth; if it weren’t for sheer willpower alone, he would have vomited everything out right then and there.

“Stop pretending? No one likes to take bitter stuff!” Cheyenne’s heavy mood from earlier suddenly lifted due to Iker’s childish gesture. She saw through Iker’s facade in an instant!

Her fair and delicate hand searched through the pocket of her jacket before finally spreading a piece of candy out in front of him.

The man was somewhat speechless as he pursed his lips. Then he coldly uttered one word, “Childish!”

“Do you want some?” Cheyenne asked.

“When I was young, I took more medicine than you do now. When I first started studying medicine, I had to inject myself with needles every day and try all kinds of drugs.”

“Over time, I got used to buying a bunch of candy and putting it in my bag. My classmates coveted my candy but I never gave them any!”

She had only given her candies to a very small number of people.

“No, thanks! What grown man would eat candies?” Iker coldly rejected her kindness.

However, his eyes couldn’t help but stare at her fair and soft hand holding the piece of candy which looked incredibly cute.

Damn, he actually thought this petty woman was cute.

Cheyenne pouted her red lips. “If you don’t want it, forget it,” she said, pulling her hand back. But before she could retract it completely, his large hand quickly grabbed hers.

“However, I’ll give you face and try it,” Iker said as he swiftly took the candy from her palm.

Iker clumsily peeled off the candy coating. This was the first time he had eaten candy in his entire life. As soon as he tasted it, the rich milky flavor and sweetness washed away the bitter medicinal taste in his mouth.

He felt much better now. His eyebrows relaxed a bit and although his expression remained cold as usual, there was a hint of warmth in his eyes that wasn’t there before.

“How is it? Sweet?” Cheyenne asked with one hand propping up her cheek while looking at him with watery eyes that made people want to touch her cute little face.

“Meh… it’s okay. It’s better not to eat too much of this junk food or else you’ll get sick.” He clicked his tongue disapprovingly.

Cheyenne snorted and stood up, saying, “Alright then, since you’re okay now, then I’m going home.”

But Iker didn’t want her to leave so soon; he glanced at the sky outside through upturned eyes. “It’s not even three o’clock yet; why are you leaving so early?”

“My task is complete, what else do I need to do?” As she spoke, a loud noise suddenly sounded outside the window. It wasn’t just thunder rumbling, but the entire sky became brighter in an instant.

The winding lightning tore through the blue sky like a long snake, with an imposing aura that seemed to pierce through heaven and earth. Torrential rain followed suit, with pea-sized raindrops hitting the French windows continuously.

The green plants on the balcony were also swaying in this downpour and strong wind. Iker suddenly changed his expression and nervously ordered Tanner, “Tanner, quickly bring back that mimosa pudica.”

“Yes, Master Iker,” replied Tanner obediently.

Cheyenne couldn’t help but raise her eyebrows when she saw that even he had planted mimosa pudica. She looked at the increasingly heavy rain outside with a depressed expression; her umbrella would probably be destroyed as soon as she stepped out!

“Miss Lawrence, you’re busy, aren’t you? You can leave now,” said Iker’s cold and icy voice behind her, deliberately taunting her.

She felt goosebumps all over her body and puffed up her cheeks in anger, “I…”

“Tanner, please bring Miss Lawrence an umbrella. Miss Lawrence, you don’t have to be too grateful!” said Iker gloatingly.

Cheyenne was speechless while Tanner who was moving flowers had a wry smile on his face.