She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 383

Chapter 383: We’re Even

“Mmm… Ah, Cheyenne… Easy now.”

“Hiss….”

“Mmm, ah…”

In the dark night, a blurry black head could be faintly seen buried against his chest.

As she cleaned his wounds, her soft, damp lips… brushed against him in an instant.

Kelvin’s heartbeat involuntarily quickened.

Her cool, smooth cheek rubbed against his chest, causing an indescribable sensation, as if an electric current had passed through, sending shivers down his spine.

Cheyenne’s ear was also pressed close to his chest, listening to his heartbeat, causing her face to grow warm.

With a bit of impatience, she lifted her head and glared at him, “Kelvin, why the hell are you making such annoying noises? Even slaughtering chickens isn’t as unpleasant as your whining!” Kelvin wryly smiled and helplessly replied, “It’s not my fault, your tongue licked…”

Before he could finish his sentence, Cheyenne’s face turned even hotter, and she retorted angrily, “You think I want to? You’re covered in blood and sweat, and I have to use my teeth to remove the needle!”

“It wasn’t intentional.”

As she said the last sentence, her tone betrayed a hint of guilt.

But it really wasn’t intentional.

He didn’t respond and silently broke into a dazzling smile in the darkness.

Kelvin couldn’t help but think inwardly: How come he never noticed before that Cheyenne could be so adorable…

really die here, I’ll

cold as she replied, “You’re dreaming. In my next life,

to meet

an indescribable sense

Eddie, who were by her side, seemed to

die, Cheyenne

since I can’t see

“Mmm.”

needle out. Cheyenne wiped her lips

a loss.

it. I hate owing favors the most. Once we’re out of this

indifferent voice, Kelvin felt as if he had fallen into an icy cave. Even

he didn’t want to be even with

and they lost count of how many times they woke up

they felt such

unbearable. Cheyenne rested

“Gurgle…”

a wealthy family, probably had never experienced the feeling of a hungry

hand and apologized, “Cheyenne,

“It’s okay.”

“Actually, I’m hungry too.”

he finished his sentence, another loud “gurgle” resounded. Cheyenne didn’t find

felt a pang of heartache. He attempted to divert her attention, and in a deep voice, he asked, “Cheyenne, what do you like to eat?” When we

eyes. The flickering brightness in

pan-seared steak, stir-fried broccoli,

she gave a cold smile, “Sound

heart. The dishes she mentioned were

attention to what she liked to

he didn’t know

hunger, isn’t it? I’ve experienced it many times when I was a child. There’s no need to make a big deal out of it.” “Being as smart as you are, you should know that in a situation like this, it’s best to speak

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