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.

confident. Don’t worry, you’re not my type,” she said and deliberately

she deliberately did it to

this woman to underestimate him; he gritted his teeth

made the sweat

Cheyenne was wearing a blue dress that accentuated her curves,

in with two maids and two white towels

you like to take

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

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

escort Miss

Nes

where she had

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

this meant – that it was reserved for

only took Cheyenne’s silence as shyness and

didn’t realize until she entered the bathroom that everything was provided, even face wash

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

Lawrence, just let me know. I’ll

as the maid left.

to change into! The dress she had been

knocked on the bathroom door and said with a trembling voice. “Hello? Is anyone

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

handsome eyebrows raised in surprise

maid had gone downstairs to fetch water but returned holding a

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

what

downstairs and find her a set of

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

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 plain and

and wheeled himself towards the bathroom, shocked enough to

at