She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 210

Chapter 210: Seeing Through Her Pretense of lliness

Cheyenne finally realized that something was off in the room. She looked at old Mr. Foley’s knowing smile, felt embarrassed and angry. She kicked Kelvin away with her dirty foot, leaving a dusty footprint on his black suit after stepping on the ground for a while.

She sat up with her long chestnut curly hair falling naturally on her thin shoulders, highlighting her stunningly beautiful face. In contrast, Kelvin was tense all over with his eyebrows furrowed tightly as he stared at his clothes for a few seconds.

Just then, the maid’s panicked voice came from outside the door. “Something is wrong! Miss Berry has fainted!”

Kelvin’s expression changed when he heard this news. He glanced heavily at Cheyenne and reminded her to wait for him before turning around to leave.

“Why should 1?” Cheyenne, full of resentment and disdain, hopped off the bed and landed barefoot on the floor, accentuating the fragility of her injured foot.

However, her infuriating expression left Kelvin seething with frustration and nowhere to vent it. He turned away and left the room.

“Grandpa, can you watch over her? I’ll be back soon.”

Old Mr. Foley initially had reservations about letting him go, but after witnessing the strained relationship between the two, he eventually agreed.

“Go ahead, but be sure to come back early,” he said.

“Understood,” Kelvin replied.

love during those three years. Kelvin never said he liked you, nor was he ever friendly towards you. But he could be so gentle towards Abbie instead.’ Cheyenne thought. She tried hard to pretend that she didn’t care about but a disappointed look flashed across her eyes

pulled Emelia along with him in front of

reluctantly raised her chin, showed disgust on her face but had to

apology; Besides, ignorance is

made Emelia so angry. She finally understood this despicable woman

so foolish that she fell for

much to say. After all, Emelia

fault. First, take

words fell, a middle-aged doctor in a white coat quickly walked up and

this has nothing to

good, I was afraid that if you got angry, you wouldn’t even recognize

sleeve, and the sound of his fake crying sounded a

a voice tinged with amusement sounded in everyone’s ears. “Grandpa, you act is so lousy. At least, you should squeeze out

who would dare to speak to old

person.

of old Mr. Foley. At the age of

favored Cheyenne, even more

like a rampant vine in the summer, instantly covering the entire wall of her heart and obscuring her rationality. Under the bright light, the woman’s trembling eyelashes were particularly

trembled twice, like the fluttering wings

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