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.

please Cheyenne but getting rejected played

while. Her gaze turned cold, and she bit

a very bad mood. Unexpectedly, she turned her head and saw the tall figure standing at the entrance. Instantly,

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

with heavy patterns. She

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

had to

matte finish, not too dazzling.

the

to pick food for her? He was a neat freak; he wouldn’t even eat something picked by others, let alone proactively picking food for her.

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

a gentle smile, Abbie shook

for so long. I missed you so much. And

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

while he was in the president’s office at the top floor. They even used separate elevators. Even

went on for almost half a month, slowly wearing away Abbie’s patience. All for a child she had never seen before. Kelvin, how could he be so

Foley’s face. Cheyenne had finally come, and now there was another person to spoil the atmosphere. Before he could say anything, Emelia had already pulled

Abbie on Kelvin’s right side and Cheyenne on his left. There was an illusion of being