She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 93: Iker’s Son

After many days, Cheyenne’s figure finally appeared in Iker’s sight again.

Today’s weather was slightly warm, and she wore a white off-the-shoulder chiffon top with ruffled edges, paired with a blue irregular denim skirt that reached just below her thighs. She revealed delicate collarbones and a pair of fair and slender long legs, wearing white shoes.

If others wore this outfit, they would only feel pure and fashionable. But when worn by Cheyenne, it immediately conjured up one word in people’s minds – goddess.

Her legs were more perfect than any model he had ever seen before – smooth and tender, straight and slender with delicate ankles.

Iker took one look at them but couldn’t help staring at them continuously.

This woman may not be beautiful in the face but her legs were stunningly gorgeous to him. “Master Iker! It’s been so long since we’ve seen each other. Are you doing well?” She raised a cute little face with an especially radiant smile on it.

He cleared his throat and quickly withdrew his gaze, coldly saying, “It hasn’t been that long; only three days.”

Tsk tsk…

How heartless!

She was his attending doctor, but he didn’t miss her at all.

“Okay, I can see that you’re doing well, Master Iker,” Cheyenne replied

had helped him with acupuncture for pain relief and taught Tanner a set of massage techniques. After a few days of massage, his legs were

said suddenly,

with you too, Master Iker.” Cheyenne

soon as she entered the room, she saw a handsome little boy sitting on the sofa. He had a round face and shining obsidian eyes with slightly parted lips that were tinted

Iker in terms of facial features. Her curiosity piqued, she teased him by saying, “I can’t

comment made him twitch his lips while giving her an icy glare before replying coldly, “What nonsense are

looks so much like you! It’s normal for someone old like you to have a two-year-old

like to have given birth to such a beautiful baby.” Iker never

and I are the same age.” “What? He couldn’t

at that comment, but

wise. You know there are plenty of young and handsome guys out there now.” Her smile remained on

pretended to be cheerful. Even though he

big sister is so pretty! Brother, is she your girlfriend?” The child who looked no more than

when she heard the little one call her “big sister”. She walked over with an even warmer smile and crouched down in front of the little guy asking sweetly, “How old are you? Do you know what

head while

ten months old now. Mommy says I will be two

are so pretty,” he said while extending his chubby

how to do it properly, so he stretched out both of his small hands and opened

was just

having a child for him. Her grandfather-in-law

marrying him at eighteen, getting pregnant and giving birth smoothly by nineteen. By the time she was twenty-one, the crying baby would be around the same age

reality gave her a hard slap in the face. Kelvin didn’t even want to touch her; on their wedding night, he flew overseas to