She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 387

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.

to

was very

could think of were the times she “tried every means” to get him to undress together

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

from exhaustion, naturally, she forgot

now, Cheyenne wasn’t interested in him

it because she had

of this, Kelvin’s heart

his voice sounded hoarse. “Cheyenne, can you

to see him holding his pants. A black fabric was

She quickly turned her head, her neck now a

and innocent reaction and couldn’t help but curl his lips. “These pants are new. The stitches on the buttons haven’t

eyes and looked at him, saying, “Can’t you just cut

calm tone, “It used to be

“I’m not your servant!”

wife. But my hand is hurting, don’t forget… my arm is

you know

Foley, don’t forget, it

that, she turned around to

sign of scissors, but there was a kitchen knife

had no choice but to pick up the kitchen

imposing and aggressive manner. Was she so angry that

I just forgot it, but you don’t

tried to cut open the stitch with the blade

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