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.”

continue helping her pick out the green onions. While eating, Cheyenne brought

answering her question directly, Kelvin countered, “What about you? Why did you go

nothing to do 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

cigarette first,”

his brows fiercely. “You, a

that she used to

dominance, a hint of mockery in her tone, she exhaled softly, “I stopped being a

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

her seat on the sofa. Between her beautiful fingers was a cigarette, which she placed between her luscious lips. With her other hand,

her dark, shining eyes. With a provocative and self-satisfied smile, she raised one leg, crossing it over the

placed the lighter back on the

you for the cigarette, Mr.

thought of Cheyenne sleeping. He didn’t want her to smell the smoke. So, he never

to be so sharp. Her seductive act earlier had merely been a ploy

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

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

close, perhaps… was during those three days

where he could shamelessly gaze at her, hold her

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