She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 95: Don’t Even Think About Anything Else

Cheyenne was back, and once again she was tasked with treating lker’s legs. This time, her grandfather Layne didn’t come along and had to return to Yrose for two days, leaving Cheyenne alone.

After giving Iker some acupuncture treatment, her beautiful fair forehead was covered in glistening sweat drops. A few drops of sweat also hung on the tip of her petite nose which turned red from the heat. Her rosy cheeks made her look even more adorable.

Iker wasn’t feeling well either; this time the pain was even more intense. It felt like millions of ants were crawling through his veins up and down his legs causing an unbearable itchiness and pain. His knee was full of needles that looked so dense that it made one’s scalp tingle just by looking at them.

His large hands clenched into fists on both sides of his wheelchair armrests as he tapped his fingers against the metal edge leaving deep marks behind. Sweat dripped from his palms.

He was clad in a white, lightweight bathrobe, slightly open at the collar, revealing a chest with a sun-kissed bronze hue.

The water glistened, as tight and smooth as rose petals.

Sensuous yet exuding a wild charm.

Just a single glance made Cheyenne’s ears turn red. She had only seen Kelvin’s naked body her whole life.

“Hmm, even though Master Iker is in a wheelchair, his physique is no less impressive than Kelvin’s.’ she thought to herself.

“What are you looking at?” A cold and oppressive voice came from above, causing her to almost choke on her own saliva in fear.

She pouted her lips in dissatisfaction and retorted, “Who said I was looking at you? I just happened to glance over. Don’t flatter yourself, there’s nothing interesting about you.”

lker’s cold aura intensified as he spoke with a frosty gaze. “Do you want to try me? Just because I’m disabled doesn’t mean I’m incapable like you think.”

His words contained a hint of suggestive meaning that made her feel uneasy. She glared at him immediately.

“You… you… have no shame!”

“Don’t act so innocent. I have no interest in you. Just focus on treating my legs and you’ll get well paid, but don’t expect anything else from me.”

‘What do I expect from you? If I really want to remarry, even choosing Omari will be better than you!” she thought.

type,” she said and deliberately added more

to

underestimate him; he gritted his teeth and endured the pain

made the sweat pour down even

was wearing a blue dress that accentuated her curves, exuding

with two maids and two white towels

like

leaving. Seeing her dress sticking to her body, he kindly suggested, “Miss Lawrence, why don’t you take a shower here before going back? You’re covered in sweat… you

as she sniffed at herself. “Thank you,” she gritted through

Miss

Nes

of the maids led Cheyenne back to the room where she had stayed

specially reserved for you by Master Iker himself; we clean it every

what this meant – that it was

took Cheyenne’s silence as shyness and

entered the bathroom that

look like he uses facial masks.”

need anything else, Miss Lawrence, just let me know. I’ll be waiting outside,”

the maid left. She closed the door behind her

there was one problem: she didn’t have any clean clothes to change into! The dress she had been wearing was wet from water and sweat; it would be impossible for her to continue wearing

she knocked on the bathroom door and said with a trembling voice. “Hello? Is anyone

must have come over. Thinking it was the maid who had just left moments ago, Cheyenne felt

with thick and handsome eyebrows raised in surprise – he had forgotten to prepare clothes for

downstairs to fetch water but returned holding a

dilated. She was frozen stiff on the

Iker, you… what are you

down. Go downstairs and find

entire villa only had two maids who usually wore the same uniform. They rarely got to wear their

lace with a circle of white ruffles. The trumpet sleeves were adorned

took the clothes and wheeled himself towards the

at