She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 393: His Unexpected Gentleness

Kelvin finished his breakfast gracefully and quickly, but was still forced to drink half a bowl of chicken soup.

When Cheyenne woke up, she smelled the fragrant aroma of chicken soup and saw Kelvin sitting alone at the table, enjoying his meal.

“Gurgle…”

An awkward sound came, and Cheyenne’s face turned crimson. She quickly pulled the blanket over herself, curling up within it.

Kelvin was dumbfounded by this series of actions, but once he realized what was happening, he couldn’t help but smile. It turned out that beneath her cool and lazy demeanor, she was still just that adorable little girl.

Walking over in his slippers, with his two somewhat sexy long legs, he sat at the edge of the bed, his gaze filled with a hint of delight as he looked at the bulging blanket. “Alright, I won’t make fun of you. Come out and eat something.”

A muffled voice came from under the blanket, “If you laugh, then you’re a dog!”

Hearing this, Kelvin couldn’t help but twitch his eye corner.

How could the heir of the Foley family and the richest man in Akloit admit to being a dog?

He quickly cleared his throat, adjusted his mood, and nodded solemnly. “Hmm, I really didn’t laugh at you. You’ve been hungry for a while. Get up and eat a bit before sleeping.”

Only then did Cheyenne peek her head out from under the blanket, her long chestnut hair in a messy and unruly state.

Her watery apricot eyes seemed to speak, with a few strands of chestnut hair accidentally hanging on her red lips. Her innocent and bewitching expression made Kelvin’s heart skip a beat.

But she had no idea how tempting she looked, and she casually uncovered the blanket, preparing to get up. The pink embroidered dress with a high slit revealed her two slender and white legs, like a staple of a comic book character.

to grab her collar and effortlessly lifted her onto his

position, her head hanging down caused the blood to flow in the opposite

you

I can walk on

resisting like this, Kelvin felt disappointed, but he still didn’t put her down, and strode

I’m just afraid of your feet getting hurt again,” he

Cheyenne glared at him angrily

countertop with geometric designs, featuring a small cat image. The cat curled its tail and lay on the ground, extending its cute furry paw to hold a rose.

color with an image of a smiling and naive

this something Mr. Foley would use?

had bought a long time ago… about three years ago. He saw this award-winning set of couple cups while on a business trip. The designer said they could engrave a free inscription on it, symbolizing the “lifetime”

what he had done, it was too late to regret. He had no choice but to

as him, so naturally, she didn’t

and discovered this quiet set of cups lying inside. They hadn’t been touched in three years, and even

in the cooked century egg porridge. Kelvin embarrassingly lifted his foot and walked towards the door, instructing carefully, “Alright, you freshen up first. I’ll go open

“Okay,” Cheyenne replied.

he felt guilty because he took care

aside for now and focus on freshening up. Cheyenne picked up the pink cup and filled it with water. As she lowered her head to take a

calm down for

century egg porridge from the maid and found that it contained green

you? Didn’t I say that she doesn’t eat onions, and not to put them in the

her face turning pale as she repeatedly apologized, “I’m sorry, Mr. Foley, I forgot. Should I cook another serving

is it now? Forget it, you can go, there

“Yes,” the maid replied.

walked away, wiping the sweat from her forehead, thinking to herself that the young master was truly terrifying. She couldn’t fathom how Miss Lawrence, who appeared delicate