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 Kelvin would try everything to get back together

as Kelvin entered and kicked the door shut, he swiftly walked to the black bed, throwing her onto

didn’t really hurt, but Cheyenne was startled by his

this jerk

How dare you!

landed perfectly on top of

in agony. She weakly pushed his shoulders, only to find that she didn’t have the strength

face in front of her had turned pale, his eyes tightly closed, and the bruises and disheveled appearance were clearly visible. These past three days,

difficulty, she moved her fingers and pushed Kelvin’s body away, allowing him to lie on the bed.

“Hello, Mr. Foley.”

instruments for me, and… some shredded pork bread and a box of pure milk. Hurry up, or be prepared to collect the corpse of your

of

Beep… beep… beep…

what was going on, the call had been

appeared in front of Cheyenne in just over ten minutes, panting

you requested are here. Is

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

inside, then we’ll

“Yes.”

from hunger now. Drinking a bottle of milk earlier only temporarily quenched

during the upcoming surgery. If she fainted from hunger midway, Kelvin

on the floor, tearing open the packaging

the palm-sized shredded pork bread. She chewed her food vigorously and then tilted her head back, gulping down a

face, surprised Chris

and she nearly fell. Fortunately, she managed to grasp onto the bedpost beside her in time. After

the milk carton, then skillfully tossed it into the trash bin by the door, about ten meters away from her. It was as

his top half exposed, his tanned skin appeared firm and his well-defined muscles exuded male charm. There was a