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.

my type,” she said and deliberately added more pressure when removing the needles, which caused him to wince

it to get back at him but had no

to underestimate him; he gritted his teeth and endured the pain without making

the sweat

sweating profusely. Cheyenne was wearing

maids and two white towels in his

would you like to take

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

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

escort Miss Lawrence,”

Nes

room where she had

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

wondered what this meant – that

maid only took Cheyenne’s silence as shyness and chuckled

entered the bathroom that everything was provided,

look like he uses facial

else, Miss Lawrence, just let me

Cheyenne replied as the maid left. She closed the door behind her and unzipped her

didn’t have any clean clothes to change

she knocked on the bathroom door and said with

some rustling outside; someone must have come over. Thinking it was the maid who had just left moments ago, Cheyenne felt relieved. “Excuse me, Miss… could

man with thick and handsome eyebrows raised in surprise –

downstairs to fetch water but returned holding a

door, her pupils dilated. She was frozen

Iker, you… what are

keep your voice down. Go downstairs

usually wore the same

a circle of

maid watched as Master Iker took the clothes and wheeled

at him