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…

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

voice turned cold as she replied, “You’re dreaming.

want to meet

felt an indescribable sense of

who were by her side, seemed to

truly die,

and since I can’t see it,

“Mmm.”

her teeth to pull the broken needle out. Cheyenne wiped her lips and her cheeks felt

Cheyenne felt a bit at a loss. Even though she

“Don’t overthink it. I hate owing favors the most. Once we’re out of this door, we’ll

felt as if he had fallen into

didn’t want to be even

of how many times

they felt such tranquility in

rested against the wall, closing her eyes

“Gurgle…”

of a hungry stomach in his life. Cheyenne

hand and

“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 to keep her

He attempted to divert her attention, and in a deep voice, he asked, “Cheyenne, what do you

impatiently opened her eyes.

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

a

Kelvin’s heart.

he had never paid attention to what she liked to

but he

it many times when I was a child. There’s no need to make a big deal out

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