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…”

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

didn’t know if he was pretending or if he was really delirious

be delirious, otherwise why would he hold her hand

sleepy at all,

a slight weight on

out that Kelvin’s head had somehow ended

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

considering he’s

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

burning hot, but he whispered softly, “Cheyenne, I’m cold. Can you hug

His fiery kisses

wake up, don’t

is in

Can you

manage to go out, he may become a

Kelvin, the decisive dictator, becoming a simpleton. That

such thoughts, Cheyenne was quickly

towards her waist and felt around. Kelvin noticed her

grip, causing her

“Asshole, be gentle!”

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

Kelvin’s hand back,

had

of her waist to the hidden pocket on her skirt. Inside was a concealed design

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

in and

was still

be the thickest round needle, usually used for dispelling moisture and regulating the meridians. If she wanted to perform bloodletting treatment for Kelvin, she would have to pierce the

is terrible, and this is

you don’t need to be too scared. It’ll be like slaughtering a pig, a knife to the throat. I’ll

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

didn’t care whether he lived or died… but she

but it turned out she

the darkness, reached out and gently

do it in the dark, Kelvin would also ask her to help him undress, but it didn’t feel as embarrassing as

gradually pulled open his