She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 249: The Provocation on the Wedding Night

On their wedding day, Kelvin wore a white suit with Cheyenne by his side.

After the ceremony, he took her delicate hand from Layne and held it tightly. She was obviously nervous as her hand trembled in his, but Kelvin didn’t care about her feelings and followed the assistant’s instructions like it was just another corporate project ribbon-cutting ceremony.

As they recited their vows to the priest, Kelvin felt disdainful inside. If these verbal promises were effective, why would there be divorce laws? He only agreed to marry Cheyenne because of his grandfather’s pressure and Lawrence family’s persistence.

Kelvin considered himself emotionally deficient; he couldn’t feel love for anyone including his parents or even his grandfather who had been with him for years. And now he was forced into marriage with a woman he didn’t choose.

After quickly exchanging rings, Kelvin roughly kissed Cheyenne on the lips in front of everyone to signal that the ceremony was over.

Kelvin saw off all of his friends one by one before returning to change out of this ridiculous outfit back into something more comfortable in the bedroom.

A gracefully shaped young woman sat on the bed, her face veiled by a white scarf, leaving just a hint of her incredibly beautiful features visible.

Cheyenne, who typically chatted endlessly in his ear, was unusually quiet today. She sat on the bed, holding a bouquet of flowers, saying not a word.

Her innovative white wedding dress beautifully complemented her exquisite figure. Beneath the white veil, her shy face was filled with anticipation, waiting for his arrival.

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silent gesture, her uplifted

is our wedding day. Can you please be a little more accommodating and at least wait until tomorrow to

like Mrs. Foley’s position so much, then

wardrobe and took out a plain black suit before walking

about etiquette anymore. She jumped out of bed barefoot and grabbed his

quickly lifted the veil of her wedding dress, revealing a stunningly beautiful face that took one’s breath away even

at him pitifully. “I beg you, please don’t leave today? Old Mr. Foley and Grandpa are

person Kelvin liked was not her, but Cheyenne came to marry into the Foley

his own behavior. He swatted away her small hand. “Cheyenne, you are such a hypocrite. You want me to stay and sleep

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bars, hot springs, billiards, golf courses, hotels and a bunch of prostitutes willing

hand that was pulling his

asks, I’ll say your

petite under this fluffy white wedding dress, with slender shoulders and a lonely back

away and snorted, “Don’t think I’ll be

onto his black suit, he slammed the door shut with a resounding thud. It was as if he wanted to remind Cheyenne that all of this was her own

for several seconds, listening to the muffled sobs coming from inside the room.