She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 122: Kelvin, You Make Me Feel Disgusted

Both Omari and Iker were treated as friends by her; there was no way she would think of them in the dirty way he imagined.

Cheyenne sneered and refused to explain her actions to him, saying in a low voice, “May I ask what this has to do with you, Mr. Foley?”

“Cheyenne, don’t be ungrateful!”

The man’s pupils contracted slightly, and his large hand clamped onto her slender and fair wrist, gripping it tightly.

The pain from her wrist made the woman tremble and she gasped, looking into his eyes.

“Kelvin, you’re making me think that you like me.”

She smiled, her delicate lips like rose petals tempting him. But as he looked into the coldness in her eyes, he suddenly snapped out of it.

He almost fell into her trap again.

He shook off Cheyenne’s hand, the bruise left on it making him feel somewhat uneasy, and he looked away.

“Like you? It’s impossible in this lifetime. What I hate the most is women like you who are arrogant and self-righteous!”

His voice was like a chilling wind passing over Cheyenne’s heart, and her heart still couldn’t help but feel that suffocating sensation due to his disdain.

Arrogant?

If she were truly arrogant, she would have had a hundred ways to torment Abbie to death long ago. But she didn’t.

Self-righteous?

If he thinks it is, so be it

Cheyenne chuckled self-deprecatingly, and her delicate hands lightly touched his broad chest, teasing him unintentionally.

A touch of anger appeared on that profound and handsome face.

reach out and take down her mischievous hand, it let go and instead grabbed onto his tie, pulling him forward and causing him

in close to his ear, and in a breathy tone, she said, “Or maybe you’re just infatuated with… my body, hahaha.” Cheyenne’s seductive eyes gleamed unusually bright, leaving Kelvin’s mind completely blank. The cold

the jealousy and fleeting hatred on

a fun game, Cheyenne suddenly planted

was not on guard and after she succeeded in her

“Cheyenne!”

is she doing

any feelings for you, and now I am sure, and you’re bland and tasteless!

face

wiped her lips

seemed to have been used before by

holds a

he

two fingers gripped her flawless chin, and amidst the astonished onlookers, he lowered his head and

he fiercely gnawed on his prey that belonged to him. His

this feeling, but now Kelvin was forcefully reminding her of

damn it, you

her lips were about to be bitten through, Cheyenne bit down hard, tasting the blood in her mouth, and

never bite him before, even when

and fixed his gaze on her as she extended her delicate and enticing tongue to lick

Enchanting and fairy-like.

as he gazed at her face and said sarcastically, “Cheyenne, you react so stongly, yet you dare say that kissing me is bland

know who just melted

held a clear, watery gleam, tinged with a hint of anger. She raised

make me feel

and distinct five-finger mark on

to admit – his heart

that Cheyenne’s eyes no longer held any trace of him, an unexpected feeling of discontent welled up inside him, even though he should have

“Say it again!”

his face with one hand,

“Kelvin, are you okay?”

her skirt in hand, her face filled

stroke the man’s