She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 341: Life-Saving Favor

Kelvin took the milk and noticed Abbie standing in the corridor. She was wearing a white nightgown with her long hair flowing loosely. Tears stained her face as she walked over.

Her voice trembled as she questioned him, “Why?”

Kelvin looked disdainfully at her. He furrowed his eyebrows in displeasure. “This is not something you should be asking. If you have nothing else, go to the company. Even if you’re a shareholder, being late will result in the same deduction as any other employee.”

He spoke without room for negotiation, cold and indifferent.

Abbie, hearing the implication that he wouldn’t accompany her, wore a sarcastic smile on her delicate face.

“You clearly know that’s not what I’m asking, Kelvin. You… you and her, last night…”

Did they really sleep together?

Even though Abbie saw Cheyenne sleeping in Kelvin’s bed, she clung to a thread of hope. Perhaps it was just a misunderstanding. Maybe Cheyenne shamelessly climbed into Kelvin’s bed in the middle of the night.

As Abbie voiced her doubts, Cheyenne suddenly poked her head out from under the blanket.

Her black high-waisted short-sleeved T-shirt had slid down, revealing half of her dazzlingly fair skin.

Cheyenne had just woken up, and her hair was a bit messy. Her seaweed-like long hair was scattered behind her, slightly disorderly yet exuding a messy and lazy charm.

Her consciousness gradually awakened as she fixed her gaze on the two people at the door.

Kelvin was saying something to Abbie, and the latter looked at him tearfully.

could imagine that he must be feeling sorry

pretending not to see the two, and pulled back the covers. Barefoot, she stepped onto the gray carpet and headed towards the bathroom, asking casually, “Do

look at her. He happened to see her stepping barefoot on the floor, and he coldly reminded her, “Put on your slippers. The floor is cold.” “None of

rolled her eyes, not even looking at

Cheyenne’s question, “On the shelf, the pink one,

the medicine box, he had Joe prepare Cheyenne’s daily toiletries. The meticulousness surprised even Joe. Such trivial matters would have been taken care of by

bathroom barefoot. The corner of her eye glanced at Abbie, and seeing her pale face, she felt relieved, quietly lifting

blank for a

Sarcasm, disdain, schadenfreude…

woman did

for Abbie taking Kelvin away on her wedding night, hence her effort to attract him. Cheyenne didn’t genuinely love Kelvin. That must be

for several seconds. Kelvin, growing impatient, reached out to close the

help me, my

She suddenly fell ill.

expression appeared on her face. Her hand covered her heart, and she leaned towards Kelvin’s

support her shoulder. Abbie half-lay in his

Kelvin cared about

as she kept “sick,”

cold voice came from the bathroom entrance. Cheyenne, with wet

fleeting surprise crossed her face, followed by a charming smile, “Mr. Foley… um, sorry, continue.

Bang.

bathroom door closed again, followed by the noise of a

filled his eyes. He opened his mouth, about

meaningful smile made his voice stick

wasn’t how it was supposed to

the room. Can you help me get it?” Abbie pleaded