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…”

those words 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

was pretending or

must be delirious, otherwise why would he hold her hand and gently call

and wasn’t sleepy at

there was a slight weight on her

Kelvin’s head had somehow ended up resting on

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

it, considering

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

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

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

up,

is in my dream. So

you hear

this continues, even if they manage to go out, he may become a simpleton due to the high

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

entertained such thoughts, Cheyenne was quickly thinking of a

and felt around. Kelvin noticed

tightened his grip, causing her

“Asshole, be gentle!”

blood, not a numb log

Kelvin’s hand back, but

had to

the hidden

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

reached in and

one was

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

luck is terrible, and this is the only type

need to be too scared. It’ll be like slaughtering a pig, a

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

or died… but she couldn’t bring herself to watch

it turned out she didn’t hate him as much as she

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

that when they used to do it in the dark, Kelvin would also ask her to help him undress, but

composed, Cheyenne gradually pulled open his shirt to his