She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 331: Sore Hand

Kelvin made his stance clear, silently using his fork to pick up a piece of braised pork and placing it on Cheyenne’s plate. This sudden move made her look at him as if she had seen a ghost. Her sparkling eyes widened, eyebrows slightly furrowed, and a hint of coldness in the corners of her eyes.

“Eat. Don’t you like this?” he said.

He remembered correctly. Cheyenne loved braised pork. Whenever it was served, most of it would end up in her mouth. She didn’t behave like other high-born ladies, delicately sipping soup and maintaining appearances. Trying to lose weight and control her figure.

He used to think that Cheyenne, who loved fatty meat, was unique. Seeing her happily devouring her food, he found it embarrassing. It seemed like she had never had a good meal at the Foley mansion, making people say that Kelvin, despite his wealth, let his wife starve.

This was also why he didn’t like bringing Cheyenne to banquets. She would just sit in a corner and eat.

He realized how wrong he was at the banquet welcoming Emily. Cheyenne did have the ability to stand out; she just kept a low profile and didn’t want to attract attention.

Lost in thought, he saw Cheyenne’s fork bypassing his braised pork and instead picking up a piece of green vegetable. She savored it with relish, answering him casually, “That’s all in the past.”

With those words, the light in the man’s deep-set eyes dimmed. He didn’t offer her more dishes and casually lowered his head to eat.

but getting rejected played out

a woman stood there in astonishment for a while. Her gaze turned cold, and she bit her rosy lip, remaining silent for a

already in a very bad mood. Unexpectedly, she turned her head and saw

up to welcome her. “Abbie, why are you here? Have you eaten? Would you like to join us

holding two gift bags, wore a white dress embroidered with heavy patterns. She walked gracefully in a pair of white

her back, accentuating her slender waist, and her elegant and gentle temperament. Her plain face now bore a heavy makeup, somewhat

to intensify her makeup to uphold the “pure” image. Little did she know that if the outfit and makeup didn’t match, the

eyes. The tomato-colored lipstick had a matte finish, not too dazzling. Abbie arrived at the right

the

for her? He was a neat

with Cheyenne. However, the Foley family didn’t welcome her presence, so she had to

gentle smile, Abbie shook her head lightly,

haven’t visited for so long. I missed you so much. And my big brothe never

sourness in her heart. Ever since she replaced her uncle as a shareholder, Kelvin had become much colder toward her. After leaving her in the seaside apartment,

she worked in the HR department, while he was in the president’s office at the top floor. They even used separate elevators. Even when she went

slowly wearing away Abbie’s patience. All for a child she

finally come, and now there was another person to spoil the atmosphere.

right side and Cheyenne on his left. There was an illusion of being flanked