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.

he had his back turned, but she could imagine that he must be feeling sorry for Abbie’s tears. After all, they

pretending not to see the two, and pulled back the covers. Barefoot, she stepped onto the gray carpet

Kelvin subconsciously turned to 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

even looking at Abbie.

“On the

get 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 the maid and Kelvin didn’t need to go out of his

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

blank for a

Sarcasm, disdain, schadenfreude…

woman did it on

her effort to attract him.

in silence for several

Kelvin, help

She suddenly fell ill.

pained expression appeared on her face. Her hand

in his warm and

Kelvin cared

as she kept “sick,” he

the bathroom entrance. Cheyenne, with wet hair wrapped in a

followed by a charming smile, “Mr. Foley… um, sorry, continue. I’ve found

Bang.

again, followed by

Panic filled his eyes. He opened his mouth, about

made his voice stick in his

it was

medication is in the room. Can you help me get