She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 394

Chapter 394: Indifference

Kelvin felt an indescribable sense of accomplishment as he watched her enjoy her meal so heartily. A contented smile, reminiscent of an old father, appeared on his face. He casually pulled out a tissue and gracefully wiped his hands, all the while keeping his gaze fixed on Cheyenne. Unconsciously, a trace of indulgent smile played on his lips.

Unable to resist, he reminded her, “Take it slow.”

“Mm-hmm,” Cheyenne responded.

Feeling a bit self-conscious under his intense gaze, Cheyenne turned her body towards the other side and hastily stuffed more food into her mouth. Within minutes, she had finished the bowl of porridge, but she was still only half full. Licking her rosy lips, her hands cradling the empty bowl, she looked at him with her deep, watery eyes, saying nothing.

Kelvin couldn’t help but let out a soft chuckle. He reached out with a large hand and gently stroked her long hair, showing an inexplicable tenderness. Startled, she widened her eyes and hurriedly moved away from his touch. With narrowed eyes and a cold tone, she said, “Don’t touch me.”

It seemed that she truly disliked him.

Kelvin felt an indescribable frustration, and awkwardly withdrew his hand. “Sorry, I only wanted to help you fix your hair, as it was a bit messy.”

Her hair was messy?

Cheyenne waved it off, resembling an elderly man, and thrusted the bowl into his hands, saying, “Another one.”

green onions, allowing Cheyenne to eat cozily. Kelvin, however, felt a bit regretful that he couldn’t continue helping her pick out the green onions. While eating,

her question directly, Kelvin countered, “What about you?

too outrageous. She shouldn’t have any ties with TWILIGHT. Cheyenne hesitated for a

cigarette first,”

furrowed his brows fiercely. “You, a young

remembered that she used to

her knees on Kelvin’s lap. Looking down at him with dominance, a hint of mockery in her tone, she exhaled softly, “I stopped being a girl a long time ago. Or have you forgotten, Mr. Foley, that you were the one

coldness and disdain in her eyes ignited

returning to her seat on the sofa. Between

and self-satisfied smile, she raised one leg, crossing it over the

then placed the lighter back on the table and leaned slightly forward, revealing her

the

when he thought of Cheyenne sleeping. He didn’t want her to smell the smoke.

to be so sharp. Her seductive act earlier had merely been a ploy to take the cigarette from his pocket. Why did his heart

her petite face, blurring her features. In this moment, Cheyenne felt more distant and

somewhat bossy yet adorable girl who liked to laugh. She was mischievous and caused trouble, but when

perhaps…

he could shamelessly gaze at her, hold her in his arms, and breathe in her

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