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.

and deliberately added more pressure when removing

that she deliberately did it to get back at him

underestimate him; he gritted his teeth and

the sweat pour

them were sweating profusely. Cheyenne was wearing a

in with two maids and two white towels

you like to

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…

felt embarrassed and angry as she sniffed at

Miss Lawrence,” Iker

Nes

room where

way there. “Miss Lawrence, this room is specially

wondered what this meant – that it was reserved for

silence as shyness

the bathroom that everything

doesn’t look like he uses facial masks.” She finally understood what the maid

me know. I’ll be

Cheyenne replied as the maid left. She closed

her sweat in the shower, she realized that 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

said with a trembling

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

eyebrows raised in surprise – he had forgotten to prepare clothes

downstairs to fetch water but

Iker in front of the bathroom door, her pupils dilated. She was

what

your voice down. Go downstairs and find her

the same uniform. They rarely got to wear their own

maid outfit in hand. Its skirt hem was lace with a circle of

took the clothes and wheeled himself

at him in