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.

someone as proud as Kelvin would try everything to get back

room, as Kelvin entered and kicked the door shut, he

hurt, but Cheyenne was startled by

does this jerk

How dare you! I…

heavy body landed perfectly on top of

and with this pressure from Kelvin, Cheyenne was in agony. She weakly pushed his shoulders, only to find that she didn’t have

his eyes tightly closed, and the bruises and disheveled appearance were clearly visible. These past three days,

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

“Hello, Mr. Foley.”

and a box of pure milk. Hurry up, or be prepared to

other end of the phone

Beep… beep… beep…

Chris could even ask what was going on, the call had

in front of Cheyenne in just over ten minutes, panting and sweating profusely. He handed her

requested are here. Is

peeked outside the door, making sure no one

then

“Yes.”

hunger now. Drinking a bottle of milk

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

for her image, squatted barefoot on the floor, tearing open the

She chewed her food vigorously and then tilted her head back, gulping down a few mouthfuls of pure milk. With a few loud gulps, the 250ml carton of

lovely face, surprised Chris with her

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

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

and removed Kelvin’s clothes. With his top half exposed, his tanned skin appeared firm and his well-defined muscles