She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 389: Don’t Disturb Them

Vincent’s gaze quickly swept over the two of them, finally settling on Cheyenne’s feet. He noticed that her pink dress had shifted up a bit, revealing a glimpse of her slender and fair legs, leading down to a pair of exquisite, flawless feet that formed a captivating scenery.

The only flaw was the numerous small scars on her perfect feet, which was quite a pity.

A hint of astonishment flashed in Vincent’s eyes, and his greedy gaze quickly disappeared, but catching Kelvin’s attention.

This was the way a man looked at a woman!

Kelvin lowered his head and, for the first time, noticed that Cheyenne’s skirt had annoyingly revealed a large expanse of fair skin, as if it were jade, smooth and elastic.

With a dark expression, he quickly pulled it down with his hand, covering her little feet.

After warning Kelvin in a cold voice, he openly carried Cheyenne and walked towards his room.

“Don’t tell Grandfather that I brought her back.”

As the words fell, the air was filled with Cheyenne’s indignant voice, her anger clearly audible. “Kelvin, you hypocrite, lecher! Since you do it, why can’t you admit it?” “Shut up!”

“Are you scolding me? You bastard! You were just pressing me down… Mm…”

“Be good, I know your legs hurt. I’ll go back to the room and give you a massage.”

“Get lost!”

The voices of the two of them bantering and quarreling gradually faded away, ultimately drowned out by a resounding door shutting.

Vincent still stood at the staircase, his gaze icy as he watched the closed door, his mind filled with images of Cheyenne’s exquisite figure beneath the dress, her enchanting beauty.

as proud as Kelvin would try everything to get

room, as Kelvin entered and kicked the door shut, he swiftly walked to the black bed,

but Cheyenne was startled

jerk want to

dare

heavy body landed perfectly on top

that she didn’t have the

Cheyenne looked up, the handsome face in front of her had turned pale, his eyes tightly closed, and the bruises

body away, allowing him to lie on the bed. She then made her way towards the

“Hello, Mr. Foley.”

of surgical instruments for me, and… some shredded pork bread and a box of

other end of

Beep… beep… beep…

what was going on, the call had been hung

Chris was extremely efficient, and he appeared in front

things you requested are

and peeked outside the door, making sure no one was there before allowing Chris

then we’ll

“Yes.”

also dizzy from hunger now. Drinking a bottle of milk earlier

to make any mistakes during the upcoming surgery. If she fainted from hunger midway,

any concern for her image, squatted barefoot on the floor, tearing

vigorously and then tilted her head back, gulping down a few mouthfuls of pure milk. With a

delicate and lovely face, surprised Chris with her voracious

up abruptly. After consuming a large amount of food, she was experiencing low blood sugar. Her quick movement caused her vision to darken, and she nearly fell. Fortunately, she managed to grasp onto the bedpost beside her in time. After waiting a few seconds, her vision gradually cleared, and she regained

swift motion, she flattened the milk carton, then skillfully tossed it into the trash bin by the door, about ten meters

half exposed, his tanned skin appeared firm and his