She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

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.

her eyes; she used to admire Sam when she was younger because of his talent and looks that were no less impressive than Kelvin’s – teachers

be aloof sometimes, Sam always appeared gentle without ever getting angry; there would always be warmth behind those gentle

wasn’t until after all those girls who confessed their love for him got rejected one by one did everyone realize

else would do – why specifically

follows along

it! What did Cheyenne have that she

awkward. You must have seen the way people are looking at us, like they want to tear me apart. It’s terrifying,” she said.

in his eyes as he spoke clearly, “As long as you don’t feel awkward, then no one else should either.” But

like a gentleman and now on their third encounter,

she would indulge in fantasies; Kelvin had taught her what reality meant through

a

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

she was more like a warrior with strong willpower who could endure pain without

here?”

her with amusement before answering nonchalantly, “Of course I came because your

referring to when she

complimenting or insulting

and satisfying! If you want to experience it too, then your Rolls-Royce can

you’re happy, Miss Lawrence, material possessions mean nothing.” Everyone present felt emotional hearing this statement – things that others worked hard for their entire lives were treated so casually by these wealthy people as

was taken aback by his gaze, feeling a strange sensation in her heart. But she

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

friend and the woman he loved. Abbie’s pitiful crying only added to his frustration. “Kelvin… Miss Lawrence smashed your