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.

Kelvin would try everything to

and kicked the door shut, he swiftly walked to the

hurt, but Cheyenne was

jerk want

dare you! I…

heavy body landed perfectly on top of

with this pressure from Kelvin, Cheyenne was in agony. She weakly pushed his shoulders, only to find that she didn’t have the strength to do so. Accidentally touching the wound on his shoulder, a sticky, slippery red liquid

and the bruises and disheveled appearance were clearly visible. These past three days,

pushed Kelvin’s body away, allowing him to lie on the bed. She then made her way towards the landline phone in the room. She

“Hello, Mr. Foley.”

some shredded pork bread and a box of pure milk.

voice on the other end of the phone was emotionless but

Beep… beep… beep…

even ask what was going on, the call had

future prospects. Chris was extremely efficient, and he appeared in front of

Lawrence, the things you requested are

sure no one was there before

then

“Yes.”

now. Drinking a bottle

upcoming surgery. If she fainted from

squatted barefoot on the floor, tearing open the packaging of the bread and devouring it

shredded pork bread. She chewed her food vigorously and then tilted her head back, gulping

a delicate and lovely face, surprised

her vision to darken, and she nearly fell. Fortunately, she managed to grasp onto the bedpost beside her in time. After waiting a few

motion, she flattened the milk carton, then skillfully tossed it into the trash bin by the door, about ten meters away from her. It was as if she had revived as

top half exposed, his tanned skin appeared firm and his well-defined muscles exuded male charm. There was a small patch of coarse chest hair that added just the right amount of