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.

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

she deliberately did it to get back at him but had

this woman to underestimate him; he gritted his teeth and

sweat pour down even

sweating profusely. Cheyenne was wearing a blue dress that

and two

you like

sticking to her body, he kindly suggested, “Miss Lawrence, why don’t you take a shower here before

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

Miss Lawrence,”

Nes

led Cheyenne back to the room where she had stayed before – it was spotless

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

Cheyenne wondered what this meant – that it was reserved

only took Cheyenne’s silence as shyness and

until she entered the bathroom that everything was provided, even

look like he uses facial masks.” She finally understood what the maid

just let me know.

maid left. She closed the door behind her and unzipped

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 impossible for her to continue

bathroom door and said

had just left moments ago, Cheyenne felt relieved. “Excuse me, Miss… could you

with thick and handsome eyebrows raised

fetch water but returned holding

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

Iker, you… what are

Go downstairs

maids who usually wore the same

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

the clothes and wheeled himself towards the

stared at him