Chapter 387: Vulnerable Part

His fingers hooked onto a small zipper and as he pulled it up, he “accidentally” brushed her tender back with his palm.

Cheyenne’s face flushed, and she felt like an ant on a hot pan, restless and annoyed.

That bastard did it on purpose!

He didn’t need to look to know that Cheyenne was definitely cursing at him in her mind. Kelvin gazed at the fading beautiful scenery in front of him, his eyes deep and pitiful. “Sorry,” he began, sounding regretful. “I didn’t mean to.”

“You were peeking?” Cheyenne puffed her cheeks and turned to look at him, her chestnut hair cascading down to her chest. She wore a gorgeous pink robe that made her look like a beauty stepping out of the

era.

Her eyes shimmered with radiance, even in her anger.

Kelvin couldn’t help but stare for a second, then coughed awkwardly. “No, I was looking at your shadow and noticed you couldn’t zip it up. Cheyenne, have you gained weight?”

Shadow?

Cheyenne finally noticed that the sunlight outside cast her shadow on the wall, clear like a shadow puppet on a curtain.

Damn it!

Kelvin quickly raised his hands. “I didn’t see anything! I turned around because you didn’t move for a long time. I swear on my honor…” Upon hearing this, she disdainfully scoffed, “What honor do you have? Spare me the bullshit and hurry up, change your clothes and leave.” This time, she turned her back to him.

refused to look

was very honest and indeed

of were the times she “tried every means” to get him to undress together and take a

wanted to see his body very much, so even in the bathroom, as

from exhaustion, naturally, she forgot

wasn’t

had seen someone

the thought of this, Kelvin’s heart throbbed

his voice sounded hoarse.

to see him holding his pants. A black fabric was

quickly turned her head,

couldn’t help but curl his lips. “These pants are new. The stitches on the

green and red. She squinted her eyes and looked at him,

used to be the servants who

“I’m not your servant!”

is hurting, don’t forget… my arm is still

you know what you’re saying?

feel good about it and coldly reminded him, “Ex-wife! Mr. Foley, don’t forget, it was you who forced me to sign the divorce agreement back

said that, she turned around

any sign of scissors, but there was a kitchen knife

to pick up

and aggressive manner. Was she so angry that she wanted

“Cheyenne, I just forgot it, but you

pulled the waistband of his pants, not being rough, and tried to cut open the stitch with the blade of the kitchen knife in

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