Chapter 18: Does Mr. Foley Hot Feel Slapped in the Face?
Kelvin, a business tycoon who has always kept his emotions hidden, seems indifferent to everything. Even when he was making love with her in bed, he never showed any extra expression
Why is he so angry for Abbie?
It turns out that men treat loved ones and unloved ones differently.
Please let go of me, Mr. Foley. We’ve been over. It’s unwise of you to be alone with me.”
Upon hearing this, Kelvin’s eyes were filled with rage and he thought. She has used all sorts of tricks to seduce me before, but now she’s pretending like there was nothing between her and me. Does she really think the man outside can protect her? She’s just a plaything for him!
Even though he hated her so much, Kelvin couldn’t stand the thought of the woman he slept with smiling coyly in another man’s arms.
He squeezed her wrist tightly, causing Cheyenne to lightly furrow her brows, while tears welled up in her eyes, but there was also stubbornness in them.
“Don’t be delusional, I have no interest in women like you. Cheyenne, tell me how much money it will take for you to give up that herb.
“Aren’t you interested in women like me? Don’t you feel your face slapped when saying such things?”
Every time they made love, he behaved like a wild beast, always pushing her to the point of exhaustion before letting go.
The next day, he put on his pants and left quietly.
This is so frustrating!
Kelvin seemed to have also thought of those passionate nights with intimate scenes.
The cold and slippery touch of her skin awakened the memories he had been unwilling to admit.
Yes, he detests this woman so much.
His body, however, betrays his will honestly.
It cannot be denied that this woman has a damn charm on him, to the point where his pride in self–control repeatedly crumbles.
Kelvin deceives himself by blaming everything on Cheyenne, thinking that it was her intentional or unintentional temptation that led him to commit such
a sin.
He reflexively fling off her wrist, the veins on his forehead standing out, indicating he was outraged.
The slender and well–defined hand took out a handkerchief from the pocket of the suit jacket.
He carefully wiped his fingers, with slow and elegant movements, as if touching her made him feel dirty.
This deliberate action painfully pierced Cheyenne’s heart. How dare he look down on her for being dirty? It’s always him who is clearly dirty!
I don’t want to argue with you about these meaningless things, Cheyenne. Why do you have to force her? You clearly know that Abbie’s illness can no longer wait.*
In his eyes, she’s a jealous, selfish, malicious, fickle and despicable woman.
will firmly establish this malicious accusation to avoid
smiled; she was peerlessly
her delicate and fair hand to gently rub the bruised area that he had squeezed, her
really understands me. You’re right, I deliberately didn’t want that woman to get
Cheyenne did not back
continued to say, “So what? I got this herb without stealing,
difficult for
extremely cold, and Kelvin looked down at the woman in front of him
giving off a feeling that he wanted
million to
“Not for sale!*
bite her to death; what did this woman want
do you want?
treated me that generously when
parted her cherry lips. “Believe it or not, I took this herb to save lives!
out in her seven–centimeter high heels. Her silhouette was incredibly beautiful in the dark night. The bright red skirt swayed gracefully
coming out. Worried that Kelvin might harm her, he was about to rush
dim light and
he saw the tears glinting in Cheyenne’s eyes and self–mockery
okay?” Omari walked up to Cheyenne and put
as she replied, “I’m
good. Are you
helped Cheyenne put it on. The warm jacket smelled of
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brought some
let him hold onto her shoulder as they left
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figures fade into the distance, it was clear that the suit jacket she wore didn’t fit her well – it hung off her like a child playing dress–up in
“bang“. Lime plaster crumbled and
he cursed under
way, a luxurious car drove past them in silence. The
let him
thinking. Take me to Contine Estate tonight. I don’t want to go back to Lawrence Villa,” Cheyenne
wealthy individuals who
building and Cheyenne unbuckled her seatbelt before taking off her ill–fitting jacket and handing it back to Kelvin. Thanks for driving me home,
of disappointment. Jokingly, he asked, “We’ve come this far and you’re
Go home and get some sleep. Bye.” With that, she closed the car
heartless little woman…”
into the elevator and made her way up to the eighth floor of her apartment building. Before even entering her unit, she could hear the soothing sound of piano music playing in the distance – it was “Wedding in Dreams,”
a young man dressed simply in a clean white shirt and black pants. His face was gentle
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