She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 353: She’s on a Date with Sam

Kelvin scrutinized her attire more carefully. She had even applied a touch of elegant makeup… Quite a challenging feat for Cheyenne who had the habit of sleeping in.

After being stunned, Kelvin put on a grim face and thought, ‘So, she dolled up this early just for a date with Sam?’

Going to the library together was a kind of naive romance reserved for students. He thought Cheyenne had only been to the library with him in her entire life. Apparently, she could go with someone else too. Kelvin’s heart stung with a dull pain, finally understanding a fraction of the pain she went through in the past. But he couldn’t bear it.

His thoughts abruptly returned to many years ago when Cheyenne was seventeen, in her second year of high school, and her academic performance was abysmal. He, on the other hand, was tasked with an important duty by his grandfather – tutoring her!

Despite his refusal, he couldn’t escape his grandfather’s orders, and she persistently visited him every day.

‘Help me with my studies, I swear it’s only math. Hehe, you don’t want people outside saying, your wife only scored nine on the final exam, right?’

Ninety points? His face immediately darkened. He sarcastically retorted, ‘You’re really something. Can’t you just randomly pick ABCD for choice questions? Nine points seem a bit too much!’

The pitiful girl pointed at her head with teary eyes. ‘I perfectly picked the wrong choices for all the choice questions!’

Kelvin sneered sarcastically, ‘Cheyenne, next time, just choose C for everything. I don’t have time for you!’

After saying that, he prepared to leave. Suddenly, a pair of tender, and slim arms hugged him from behind. Her enchanting face peeked out from under his arm.

‘Hubby, you’re amazing! My math teacher told me the same thing. He begged me, saying if I didn’t know, just choose C!’

so intimately close to a girl. Through the thin fabric of his shirt, he

virus, a cold expression on his face. ‘You, a seventeen-year-old girl, can you have some shame? Who is

Aren’t you my husband? Aren’t you satisfied with a youthful girl like me being

self-respect! Shameless. Who brags like

she puffed out her

I’m not just yourthful, but have a very good figure! Take a look,

took a quick glance. It was summer, hot, and she hated constraints,

youthful age, but her figure had developed extremely well – delicate collarbones, a slender neck, and those

inferior to those swimsuit models with outstanding figures featured in magazines. Just one look was enough to

from the closet, and threw it

from now on, don’t dress like this! Damn it! Is your family so

the Lawrence Villa to here. She dressed

Kelvin felt increasingly irritable. He thought the reason was

looked down at the black suit jacket in her

her thighs. She wore a blue denim fringe skirt with holes, making it look like she wasn’t wearing pants at all. Her legs were fair and slender. Kelvin opened his mouth but ultimately said nothing, silently closing the study

was clearly infatuated, her bright eyes fixated on him, a slight blush

precious work time to

with a large hand and coldly reminded her, ‘Pay attention to your mistakes. These are elementary errors even a primary school student wouldn’t make. Cheyenne, are you a fool?’ She touched her forehead in protest, muttering, ‘Don’t bully

pen she had left on the table. Quickly writing next to the problem, his magnetic voice sounded in her ear, ‘Let F1 and F2

you say to choose C if you didn’t know? Now it seems like it’s

After he had painstakingly explained the problem for so long, she was still pondering the