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…”

but found

know if he was pretending or if he was really delirious

must be delirious, otherwise why would he hold her hand

sleepy at all, but beside

a slight

had somehow ended up

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

considering

sleep again. When she woke up, the room was still

her was trembling, his body burning hot, but he whispered softly, “Cheyenne, I’m cold. Can you

his embrace. His fiery kisses landed on her earlobe, and even his

up, don’t

Cheyenne is in my

you hear

this continues, even if they manage to go out, he may

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

Cheyenne was quickly thinking

her waist and felt around. Kelvin

grip, causing her waist to

“Asshole, be gentle!”

made of flesh and blood, not a numb log of wood. What

Kelvin’s hand back, but he

had

moved from the edge of her waist to the hidden pocket on her skirt.

her haste earlier, and

reached in

one was

the thickest round needle, usually used for dispelling moisture and regulating the meridians. If she wanted to

yourself, Kelvin. Your luck is terrible, and this is

be like slaughtering a pig, a knife to the throat. I’ll aim carefully to achieve

as much strength… Damn it, I’m hungry and tired, and now

didn’t care whether he lived or died… but she couldn’t bring herself to watch Kelvin die here like

turned out she

out and gently unbuttoned

they used to do it in the dark, Kelvin would also

gradually pulled open his shirt