She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

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.”

however, felt a bit regretful that he couldn’t continue helping her pick out the green onions. While eating, Cheyenne brought up the matter and asked Kelvin directly, “Why did you go

countered, “What about you?

with her. Though Cheyenne was willful and exuberant, she had never done anything too outrageous. She shouldn’t have any ties with TWILIGHT. Cheyenne hesitated for a moment. After satisfying her hunger and

cigarette first,”

a young girl, why are you

that she used to not

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 who turned

her eyes ignited an intense desire to conquer within him. Cheyenne’s audacious demeanor somehow made her

about to reach out and embrace her delicate waist, she swiftly twisted her slim waist and skillfully avoided his touch, returning to her seat on the

deep blue flame reflected in her dark, shining eyes. With a provocative and self-satisfied smile, she raised one leg, crossing it over the other. From

a deep drag of the cigarette, Cheyenne then placed the lighter back

you for the cigarette,

was something he had taken out earlier when his arm was aching. But he quickly regretted it when he thought of Cheyenne sleeping. He didn’t want her to smell the smoke. So, he never lit it and tossed

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

pale blue smoke enveloped her petite face, blurring her features. In this moment, Cheyenne felt more

who liked to laugh. She was mischievous and caused trouble, but when she returned

had been close, perhaps… was during those

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