She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 382: Can You Be More Reliable

Kelvin felt aggrieved. If he were really shameless, he could have taken advantage of her when she was asleep last night. But he didn’t. He had endured until this morning, just when he had finally calmed down and then Cheyenne rubbed her foot against it like that…

He was a normal man!

She knew how much he restrained himself when it came to such matters.

She had aroused his desires herself, so why was she blaming him?

“Cheyenne, be reasonable. Even if I were to take you, it wouldn’t be at a time or place like this…”

Hmph! What did he mean by that? If it were a different place and time, did he have other intentions?

At his words, her face inexplicably turned red. Fortunately, it was dark in the room, so he couldn’t see her face.

Cheyenne quickly pulled her legs back and immediately heard a muffled groan from the man, raspy and sexy.

Her mind went blank, buzzing in her ears, and her ears involuntarily turned red.

“Kelvin, you…”

“Hmm? Don’t worry, my whole body is in pain now. I won’t do anything to you.”

There was still a bullet embedded in his shoulder.

He took the bullet for her, otherwise it would be her who would be in pain now.

It had been a whole night, and his wound had been left untreated. It was probably infected by now… Cheyenne tentatively reached out and touched his forehead. It was burning hot.

Her fingers were icy cold, and when they touched him, it was like a cool breeze on a hot summer day, refreshing to the heart.

“You have a fever.”

Just as Cheyenne was about to pull her hand back, her pale wrist was suddenly held by a scorching hot big hand.

Kelvin unconsciously pressed her hand against his face and said, “Don’t… don’t go, Cheyenne…”

was slightly stunned for a second. She tried to struggle, but found that he was

pretending or if he was really

would he hold her hand and

up and wasn’t sleepy at all,

a slight

head had

with her other hand, intending to push him away. But somehow, she let out a sigh and

it, considering he’s currently

woke up, the room was still immersed in darkness, and she had a strange

beside her was trembling, his body burning hot, but he whispered softly, “Cheyenne,

hugged her waist, pulling her back into his embrace. His fiery kisses landed on her earlobe,

up,

in my dream. So

Can you

go out, he may become a simpleton due to the

decisive dictator, becoming a simpleton. That would truly be doing the world a

she entertained such thoughts, Cheyenne was quickly thinking of a solution

felt around. Kelvin noticed her movements and subconsciously tightened his

his grip, causing her waist to

“Asshole, be gentle!”

made of flesh and blood, not a numb log of wood. What was he doing, trying

hand back, but he

she had to

from the edge of her waist to the hidden pocket on her skirt. Inside was a concealed

lost a few in her haste earlier,

reached in and

one was still

moisture and regulating the meridians. If she wanted to perform bloodletting

terrible, and this is the

be like slaughtering a pig, a

be honest, I’m tired too. With this round needle, I have to use twice as much

he lived or died… but she

thought she hated him, but it turned out she didn’t hate him as

gently unbuttoned his shirt, one button at

they used to do it in the dark, Kelvin would also ask her to help him undress, but it didn’t feel as

Cheyenne gradually pulled open his shirt