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…”

She tried to struggle, but found that he was holding her hand too tightly for her to break free, so she just went along

if he was pretending or if he was

why would he hold her hand

Cheyenne had just woken up and wasn’t sleepy at

slight weight

had somehow ended up resting

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

considering

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

his body burning hot, but he whispered softly,

fiery kisses landed on her earlobe, and even his breath felt scorching like the summer

up,

Cheyenne… Cheyenne is in my dream. So

Can you

if they manage to go out, he may become a simpleton due

becoming a simpleton. That would truly be doing the

she entertained such thoughts, Cheyenne was quickly thinking

and felt around. Kelvin noticed her movements

grip, causing her waist

“Asshole, be gentle!”

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

tapped Kelvin’s hand back, but

had to give

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

in her haste earlier, and she didn’t know if any were left

in

was still

dispelling moisture and regulating the meridians. If she wanted to perform bloodletting treatment for Kelvin, she would have to pierce the

“Blame yourself, Kelvin. Your luck is terrible, and this is the only

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

too. With this round needle, I have to use twice as much strength… Damn it, I’m hungry and tired, and now

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

turned out she didn’t

gently unbuttoned his

it in the dark, Kelvin would also

Cheyenne gradually pulled open his