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.

swiftly removed the boutonniere that read “groom” and tossed it into the

Cheyenne watched his silent gesture, her uplifted spirits

be a little more accommodating and at least wait

and indifferent. “If you like Mrs. Foley’s position so much,

and took out a plain black

him leaving and didn’t care about etiquette

a stunningly beautiful face that took one’s breath away even with light

beg you, please don’t leave today? Old Mr. Foley and Grandpa are still outside, I don’t want to make them

Cheyenne came to marry into the Foley family with the goal

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

luxurious club and also the

billiards, golf courses, hotels and a bunch

and her small hand that was pulling his sleeve slowly dropped. Cheyenne turned around and walked towards the wedding bed, holding her plain white dress.

I’ll say

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

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

the door shut with a resounding thud. It was as if he

doorway for several seconds, listening to