She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 381: Mr. Foley Is Shameless

‘Kelvin, do you really think you can retrieve spilled water once again? A broken mirror can be mended, but how do you mend a broken heart?’

‘My heart had already been shattered into countless tiny pieces. Even more fragmented than the glass shards from earlier, they stabbed deep into my flesh.’

Kelvin was still waiting for her response, but in this environment, he couldn’t see Cheyenne’s expression on her face. His heart grew even more restless, imagining that she must be full of contempt? Or maybe she would be a little bit touched by his words?

Unfortunately, Cheyenne’s reply was indifferent and nonchalant. “Do whatever you want!”

In the dark night, a faint trace of sadness appeared in her eyes that were once bright and radiant. Kelvin forced a bitter smile.

He had no right to ask Cheyenne to forgive him. All of this was the result of his own actions, wasn’t it?

As time ticked by, Kelvin leaned against the icy wall. The pain from his wound prevented him from falling asleep.

His eyes stared ahead.

In the darkness devoid of light, a person’s mind would settle down, as if their face and soul found peace in this moment.

However, the brain would unconsciously become active, filled with random thoughts.

Kelvin’s mind was filled with the image of Cheyenne when he first met her. The girl leaning against the door, looking at him with clear and passionate eyes, her bright smile as radiant as the sun, was utterly captivating.

Her adorable and clingy appearance…

Her affectionate gaze…

On the day of their divorce, her silhouette, elegantly leaving in a black dress, played in his mind… every scene was filled with Cheyenne.

Until a subtle and rhythmic breathing reached his ears, the sound of her light slumber. Listening to her sleep peacefully, Kelvin finally snapped out of his daze.

His heart gradually filled with her presence. He consoled himself, thinking that it was good to be able to quietly accompany her like this.

The night grew deeper.

the room kept dropping, and Cheyenne shivered,

her

his eyes, suddenly opened them. He reached out his

expected, her

was wearing such a thin dress… How could she not feel cold? Even he, a grown man, found it somewhat challenging

draping it over

a daze, Cheyenne suddenly felt a burst of warmth behind her.

It was so warm.

hands instinctively wrapped around Kelvin’s waist, unaware of her actions. She was so soft and sweet, and Kelvin could smell her scent,

His throat rolled.

by Cheyenne… He had only wanted to help her ward

gritted his teeth, enduring his desire, trying to think of something else to

of icy feet appeared on his

hated the cold, especially during winter. So when she slept, she liked to rub her feet against his

on his

he could completely envelop her in his

that only women like Abbie, who were weak and prone to

small hedgehog with sharp quills all over, would face the world with

than half a head. From a purely physical perspective, she was the delicate

thorns, she was

could also be extinguished

heart could also be

with his head lowered, whispered softly in her ear, “Cheyenne,

was so

time since he had

her, Kelvin, surprisingly, felt that the pain from

thin lips against her forehead, leaving

sleep that night, considering so much blood flowed out of his wound,

muddled and