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 get back together with

he swiftly walked to the black bed, throwing her

but Cheyenne was

this jerk want

How dare

landed perfectly

she didn’t have the strength to do so. Accidentally touching the wound on his shoulder, a sticky, slippery red liquid met her palm, a sight that was both shocking and

tightly closed, and the bruises and disheveled appearance were

body away, allowing him to lie on the bed. She then made her way towards the landline phone in the room. She quickly called Chris’

“Hello, Mr. Foley.”

me, and… some shredded pork bread and a box of pure milk. Hurry up,

the other end of the phone was emotionless

Beep… beep… beep…

what was going on, the call

he appeared in front of

Miss Lawrence, the things you requested are here. Is

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

inside, then we’ll

“Yes.”

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

during the upcoming surgery. If she fainted from hunger midway, Kelvin would be in even more

without any concern for her image, squatted barefoot on the floor, tearing open

she had devoured the palm-sized shredded pork bread. She chewed her food vigorously and then tilted her head back, gulping down a few mouthfuls of pure milk.

and lovely face, surprised Chris with her voracious

experiencing low blood sugar. Her quick movement caused her vision to darken, and she nearly fell. Fortunately, she managed

milk carton, then skillfully tossed it into the trash bin by the door, about ten meters away

instructions and removed Kelvin’s clothes. With his 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