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…

“Cheyenne, if I really die here, I’ll have to repay you in my next life for everything I owe

his words, her voice turned cold as she replied, “You’re dreaming. In my next life, I don’t want

want to meet

indescribable sense of loss, “I

who were by her side, seemed to treat

die,

thin, and since I can’t see it, if I accidentally bite you, I won’t take

“Mmm.”

the broken needle out. Cheyenne wiped her lips and her cheeks felt sore. “You’ve been through a

and Cheyenne felt a bit at a loss. Even though she knew he couldn’t

she said, “Don’t overthink it. I hate owing favors the most.

indifferent voice, Kelvin felt as if he had

want to be

passed slowly, and they lost count of how many times they

they felt such

stomachs became unbearable. Cheyenne rested

“Gurgle…”

his direction. Kelvin, being born into a wealthy family, probably had never experienced the feeling of a hungry stomach in his life. Cheyenne didn’t say anything, but Kelvin felt her gaze on him, and his

his hand and apologized,

“It’s okay.”

“Actually, I’m hungry too.”

he finished his sentence, another loud “gurgle” resounded. Cheyenne didn’t find it embarrassing at all; she continued

divert her attention, and in a deep voice, he asked, “Cheyenne, what do you like to eat?” When we get

speaking, Cheyenne impatiently opened her eyes. The flickering brightness in her gaze warmed Kelvin’s

soup, pan-seared steak, stir-fried broccoli, and

she gave a cold smile,

filled Kelvin’s heart. The dishes

had never paid attention to what she liked

but he

false hopes. Kelvin, you underestimate me. It’s just 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 less and slow down your breathing to minimize consumption of energy,”

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