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…”

second. She tried to struggle, but found that he was holding her hand

know if he was pretending or if he was really

he hold her hand and

and wasn’t sleepy at

there was a slight weight on her

out that Kelvin’s head had somehow ended up resting on

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

it, considering he’s

up, the room was still immersed

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

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

wake up, don’t

Cheyenne is in my dream. So

Can you

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

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

was quickly thinking of a solution in her

towards her waist and felt around. Kelvin noticed her movements and subconsciously

tightened his grip, causing her waist

“Asshole, be gentle!”

not a numb log of wood. What was he doing, trying to bundle

lightly tapped Kelvin’s hand back, but

she had to

fingers moved from the edge of her waist to the hidden pocket

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

in and felt

was

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

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

be like

use twice as much strength… Damn it, I’m hungry and tired, and now I have to exert myself

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

it turned out she didn’t

gently unbuttoned his

do it in the dark, Kelvin would also

pulled open his shirt