She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 289: Girls Should Be More Reserved

The night was as still as water, and the summer sky was adorned with shimmering stars that emitted faint, silvery glimmers. The dim waxing crescent moon hung against the black curtain of the night, its light gentle, casting an ethereal haze on the man’s face.

He bathed in the silver radiance, and even his ink-black pajamas seemed to flow with a silver sheen, giving this ordinary sleepwear a new texture.

Iker gazed silently through the French windows at the road lamps outside, illuminating the tree leaves with a soft, yellowish light. The lamplight cast a reflection of greenish hues on the leaves, providing the most soothing colors for the eyes.

Green was the most comforting color for the eyes.

A muffled sound of footsteps approached from behind, and even without turning around, he knew who it was. He waited quietly for the person to come closer.

In the next moment, slender and delicate hands rested on the wheelchair. The figure reflected on the glass window was graceful and slim, with flowing chestnut hair and a gown whiter than moonlight. It was as if she were an elegant fairy.

“Grandfather has prepared the herbal bath, Master Iker. Shall we begin?” Her voice was clear and sweet, and as she slightly bent down, her disheveled chestnut hair cascaded onto his chest for a brief moment.

There was still some dampness in her hair, carrying a hint of rose fragrance, reminding him of the blue rose – a flower that symbolized an otherworldly enchantress.

A faint blush touched his usually cold features as he responded in a cool tone, averting his gaze from their reflection in the window. “Thank you for your efforts, old Mr. Edwards and Miss Lawrence.” “Of course.” Following this, the spacious room was filled with the soft, rhythmic sound of high heels against the floor.

Clack, clack, clack….

solemnly by the bathtub. He sprinkled a mixture of red and green herbal powders into

What are you doing?” Cheyenne, who was suddenly scolded by

but that would require Master Iker to undress.

flushed slightly. The blush on his handsome face didn’t escape Cheyenne’s attention. She

deal? Besides, during my medical studies, I’ve dealt with anatomical specimens with a 1:1 human scale,

seen Kelvin all clean and

and Omari, who had just entered to deliver the medicine, were both

somewhat jealous. Those artificial anatomical models were lifeless, and Cheyenne’s statement about her experience made

was obviously embarrassed by the situation. Cheyenne had the audacity to compare him to those dumb medical

call you back in later. You, as a young lady, should be more reserved!” Layne’s conservative values

a sigh of relief

and as Iker unbuttoned his shirt, she suddenly turned

startled him, and he quickly covered his chest, as if fearing she had

wasn’t a peeping tom; there was no need to be

her well-toned physique under black shirts

two,

his glasses and, as Cheyenne passed by him, he quipped with a hint of complaint in his voice, in a rather flamboyant manner, “Why does Cheyenne want to see Master Iker?

He had just taken a sip of water and had overheard Mr. Lara’s rather lecherous words

ears, hidden beneath her dark hair, were burning hot, and her

a “shocked” expression and an alluring smile. His slanted eyes sparkled brilliantly as he looked at