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.”

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

directly, Kelvin countered, “What about you? Why

side of the world had 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.

cigarette first,” she

a young girl,

remembered that she used to

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.

fair face. The coldness and disdain in her

waist and skillfully avoided his touch, returning to her seat on the sofa. Between her beautiful fingers was a cigarette, which she placed

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

of the cigarette, Cheyenne then placed the lighter back on

the cigarette, Mr.

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 it back into

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

as the pale blue smoke enveloped her petite face, blurring her

She was mischievous and caused trouble, but when she returned home, she was obedient and well-behaved, sticking to him like a lazy kitten, her chatty mouth always

they had been close, perhaps… was during those three days

beginning to miss those three dark days, where he could shamelessly gaze at her, hold her in his

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