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.

couldn’t see his expression as he had his back turned, but she could imagine that he must be feeling sorry for Abbie’s tears. After all, they were childhood sweethearts who

stepped onto the gray carpet and headed towards the bathroom, asking casually, “Do you have a

look at her. He happened to see her stepping barefoot on the floor, and he coldly reminded her, “Put on your

her eyes, not even looking at Abbie. This indifferent

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

even Joe. Such trivial matters would have been taken care of

walked into the bathroom barefoot. The corner of her eye glanced

blank for a

Sarcasm, disdain, schadenfreude…

did

night, hence her effort to attract him. Cheyenne didn’t

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

hurts… Kelvin, help me, my

She suddenly fell ill.

her face. Her hand covered her heart, and

his warm and broad embrace, a hint of happiness in

knew Kelvin cared about

as she kept

with wet hair

a charming smile, “Mr. Foley… um, sorry, continue.

Bang.

followed

Panic filled his eyes. He

his voice stick

it was supposed to

my medication is in the room. Can you