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…”

come out of his mouth, Cheyenne was slightly stunned for a second. She tried to struggle, but found that he was holding her hand too tightly for her to break free, so she just went

pretending or if he was really delirious

would he hold her hand

at all, but beside her,

was a slight weight on

that Kelvin’s head had somehow ended up resting

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

considering he’s

up, the room was still immersed in darkness, and she had a strange feeling as if time had

her was trembling, his body burning hot, but he

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

up,

is in my dream. So

you

to go out, he may

decisive dictator, becoming a simpleton. That

was quickly thinking of a solution

felt around. Kelvin noticed her movements and

grip, causing her

“Asshole, be gentle!”

and blood, not a numb log of wood. What was he

hand back,

she had to give

from the edge of her waist to the hidden pocket

a few in her haste earlier, and she didn’t know if any

reached in and felt

was still

needle, usually used for dispelling moisture and regulating the meridians. If she wanted to perform bloodletting treatment

Kelvin. Your luck is terrible, and this is the only type of needle left, with no other

scared. It’ll be like slaughtering a pig, a knife to the

as much strength… Damn it, I’m

she didn’t care whether he lived or died… but she couldn’t bring herself to

but it turned out she didn’t hate

darkness, reached out and gently unbuttoned his shirt, one button at a

worth mentioning that when they used to do it in the dark, Kelvin would also ask her to

gradually pulled open