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.

Iker, you’re too confident. Don’t worry, you’re not my type,” she said and deliberately added more pressure when removing the needles, which caused him

deliberately did it to get back at him but

underestimate him; he gritted his

only made the sweat

were sweating profusely. Cheyenne was wearing a blue dress that accentuated her curves, exuding a

and two white towels in his

would you like to take a

at Cheyenne before 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 might stink up

she sniffed at herself.

please escort Miss Lawrence,” Iker

Nes

where she had stayed before – it

on their way there. “Miss Lawrence, this room is specially reserved for you by Master Iker himself; we clean it every

wondered what this meant – that it was reserved

took Cheyenne’s silence as shyness

entered the bathroom that

facial masks.” She finally understood

you need anything else, Miss Lawrence, just let me know.

don’t need anything else right now,” Cheyenne replied as the maid left. She closed

was one problem: she didn’t have any clean clothes to change into!

door and said

it was the maid who had just left moments ago, Cheyenne felt relieved. “Excuse me, Miss… could you help

handsome eyebrows raised in surprise – he had forgotten to prepare

had gone downstairs to fetch water but returned holding

in front of the bathroom door, her pupils dilated. She was frozen stiff on the spot,

Iker, you… what are you

voice down. Go downstairs and find her a

wore the same uniform. They rarely got to wear their own

hem was lace with a circle of white

and wheeled himself towards

at him