She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 222: It Was Just a Dream

From the way things looked, it seemed like the beautiful girl and the man in black were the ones in love.

Didn’t

t you see the look in his eyes? From the moment he appeared, he never took his eyes off her. The woman who claimed to be his current wife had no presence at all. From Cheyenne’s reaction, they could tell she had a handsome and excellent pursuer who loved her just as much. She didn’t seem to care about fighting for a man.

It was like a couple having an argument, with the boyfriend not knowing how to coax her.

“Kelvin, are you crazy? Let me go… you’re making me so angry. Don’t touch me.”

“It’s too late. I don’t even know how many times I’ve touched you already.”

They used to have an intimate relationship where he knew every secret about her. What was this level of intimacy compared to that?

Their arguing voices grew quieter and quieter until Kelvin threw Cheyenne onto the passenger seat of his car and fastened her seatbelt before driving away. The onlookers dispersed one by one.

The tree on the side of road broke its branches due to too much weight and leaves scattered everywhere as if it had experienced a terrible typhoon.

As for that five million dollar check, no one knew where it went anymore.

Sam straightened out his clothes, then walked towards his luxury car with long strides while warmly greeting Abbie,

else going on, so I’ll leave now. See you

alone, who stared at the smashed

with one hand while squatting down in pain, her gaze slowly

down the road with an extremely oppressive atmosphere inside; Cheyenne tried several times to undo her seat belt and jump out of window but Kelvin held onto her hand tightly each time. With only one hand holding onto the steering wheel, he turned around coldly and scolded angrily, “Are you trying to kill yourself? Sitting next to me really makes you feel this uncomfortable? You can’t even stay with me for a few

a monster and smirked coldly, “It is quite uncomfortable indeed.

lips, with his hand on the steering wheel. The veins on the back of his hand were prominent, and his long and distinct knuckles clenched tightly. Sweat oozed from the palm

He hesitated to speak.

not be expressed, and he

down to tend to her wound, she became unrecognizable to herself. Anger,

was not a momentary impulse, but rather

quickly calmed himself down, released the hand he

a moment of silence, he finally parted his lips and uttered a sentence. “Jumping off

close attention, she would have noticed the worry in his eyes as he spoke. But

What authority do you have to control me? Kelvin, we’re not even

was

to Cheyenne anymore. They had divorced and even though they were once a couple, now they could not even be friends. Cheyenne was even more decisive and

clingy to him, trusting and pleasing him unconditionally. Thus, her

out of kindness. Don’t think too much about it. As for those three days, my grandfather drugged you.

happened over

gazed at her reflection in the window. Her lips were

Abbie, would he offer a

need, we are all forced into that situation. I don’t need any compensation, just treat it

she looked