Chapter 220: Disliking It

The scene was inexplicably harmonious. The man was tall and handsome, wearing a white suit that accentuated his prince-like elegance, making people willingly submit to him.

His unparalleled demeanor should have placed him at the pinnacle of success, yet he willingly crouched in front of her to tend to her wound.

The scene was sweeter than any idol drama, with many girls casting envious glances and screaming in excitement.

Cheyenne felt nothing but embarrassment.

A cold gaze shot towards her like a sharp blade of frost in winter, full of dominance.

Kelvin watched the intimate interaction between the two with an inexplicable jealousy rising within him. He had known Sam for years and had never heard him talk about women before. Everyone in Akloit knew that Master Sam suffered from mysophobia and gynophobia.

At a social event once, a female server accidentally touched his hand and was immediately fired by Sam. He turned pale as he walked towards the bathroom amidst everyone’s stares. When he came out again later on, both hands were red from washing them too much.

But now he knelt down before Cheyenne with tenderness on his face as he helped wipe away the wound on her knee. Why? Did he like Cheyenne?

When did this start?

Kelvin’s mind kept wondering about these questions that seemed unbelievable to him.

He thought back to a few days ago when they played pool together; after which Sam personally drove Cheyenne home. Since then, Kelvin had noticed show Sam treated this woman differently.

was younger because of his talent and looks that were no less impressive than Kelvin’s – teachers even called him “a once- in-a-century

Kelvin who could be aloof sometimes, Sam always appeared gentle without ever getting angry; there

all those girls who confessed their love for him got rejected one by one did everyone realize there lay beneath this man’s

would do – why

have that makes Kelvin marry hery while Mr. Lara follows along devotedly? Now

it! What did Cheyenne have that she didn’t, besides

awkward. You must have seen the way people are looking at us, like they want to tear me apart. It’s terrifying,” she said. And it wasn’t

in his eyes as he spoke clearly, “As

gentleman and now on their third encounter, he was

long passed the age where she would indulge in fantasies; Kelvin had taught her what reality meant through some painful

the cloth from him and quickly tied a bow around her knee before tightening it which made her grit teeth

those other delicate ladies who whine over every little thing,” remarked Sam who had

like them – she was more like a warrior with strong willpower who could endure

here?” She

came because your dominance attracted me here; I thought there might be something

Wasn’t that referring to

can’t tell if you’re complimenting or

you want to

mean nothing.” Everyone present felt emotional hearing this statement – things that others worked hard for their entire lives were treated so casually by

a strange sensation in her heart. But

about it. I can’t afford your Rolls-Royce, I haven’t paid Miss

feeling betrayed by both his friend and the woman he loved. Abbie’s pitiful crying only added to his frustration. “Kelvin… Miss

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