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.

deliberately added more pressure when

to get back at

gritted his teeth and endured the pain without making a

sweat pour down

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

two maids and two white towels in

would you like to take

and glanced 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

she sniffed at herself.

please escort Miss Lawrence,”

Nes

maids led Cheyenne back to the room where she had

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

– that it

took Cheyenne’s silence as shyness

she entered the bathroom that everything was provided, even face wash

like he uses facial masks.”

you need anything else, Miss Lawrence, just let me

anything else right now,” Cheyenne replied as the maid left. She

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

knocked on the bathroom door and said with a trembling

the maid who had just left moments

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

maid had gone downstairs to fetch water but returned

of the bathroom door, her pupils dilated. She was frozen stiff on the spot, forgetting what her

you… what are you doing

down. Go downstairs and find her a

had two maids who usually wore the same uniform. They rarely

with a black and white maid outfit in hand. Its skirt hem was lace with a circle of white ruffles. The trumpet sleeves were adorned with silk ribbons, making it look

as Master Iker took the clothes and wheeled himself towards the

at