She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 339: First Kiss

In Kelvin’s scattered and pitiful memories, he seemed to have never kissed Cheyenne’s lips before. Of course, not with any other woman either. The act of exchanging saliva through mouth-to-mouth contact disgusted him, and as a germophobe, he believed he would never do such a disgusting thing in his lifetime.

Except for the last time, when he unknowingly touched her lips after being drugged. But at that moment, his consciousness was hazy, and he couldn’t remember the taste.

Turns out, she was so sweet.

As Kelvin regretted missing out on this delightful experience in his mind, the slightly awkward and domineering kiss made Cheyenne flustered. She wanted to push him away, but when her hand pressed against his scorching chest, it felt weak and powerless.

Damn it.

Did he drug her?

And he only knew how to bite forcefully, without any skill. Cheyenne felt like her teeth were about to be crushed.

Just as she was about to scold him, Kelvin took the opportunity to deepen the kiss. Her beautiful and delicate face blushed uncontrollably.

Finally, using all her strength, she raised her hand and delivered a resounding slap to his face.

The loud sound reached even Abbie, who was in the room at the end of the corridor.

Following that, Cheyenne exclaimed, “Kelvin, you jerk!” Her voice carried a strong sense of anger.

Kelvin, seemingly unfazed, touched his lips with a calm expression, a look of lingering satisfaction on his face. He mumbled to himself in a daze, “So, this is what kissing feels like.”

continuing to pretend! Acting like it’s the

quickly appeared on Kelvin’s handsome face, and he looked slightly embarrassed. The redness accentuated

second. In fact, Cheyenne felt much more comfortable after slapping him. This scumbag had tormented her for a whole eight years, and she had just slapped him once –

anger, but he just stared at her with burning intensity, making

the silence lingered, Cheyenne felt her neck getting sore, so she quietly

you want to do? Let

might be tired. So, he retracted his arm and instead took her

held hands again, and he felt a

if she had touched something dirty, quickly pulling her hand away. In the end, she even

cold as frost, said,

made Kelvin feel uncomfortable. He replied with a darkened face, “I just wanted

was just a short distance. Why

Cheyenne’s face. Just as she was about

her, and her small hands nervously gripped his arm as she exclaimed

slap was still there. Was he planning to balance

door, casually

black and gray, even the curtains were heavy silver-gray ones that blocked out the

scent, and her heart, pretending to

abruptly and stared at him warily and

was the one who had

momentum, leaving no room for hesitation. On the contrary, Kelvin found himself sinking deeper

embarrassment in his eyes, said impatiently, “Cheyenne, don’t overthink it. I just

Just that?

was no need to carry her into his room! The Foley Mansion was so big, there were plenty of rooms.