She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 396: High Blood Pressure

Cheyenne laughed coldly, her lips curling up in a mocking smile as she gave him a piercing look. “Don’t bother, Mr. Foley. It’s better if we see each other less in the future.”

With that, she pushed Kelvin’s hand away and turned to leave. Just as she reached the doorway, Cheyenne paused for a moment and looked back. Kelvin’s heart skipped a beat, thinking that she still cared for him, that there was still reluctance in her heart…

“Oh, by the way, a friendly reminder. Be careful of the people around you, especially Master Vincent. Goodbye.”

“Wait.”

Kelvin’s voice suddenly came from behind, and then a towering figure enveloped her within its shadow. She looked up and met a pair of deep-set eyes.

Just as she was wondering what he was up to, Kelvin suddenly bent down, kneeling on one knee. His warm hands lifted Cheyenne’s delicate foot, and he put on a pair of flat, apricot-colored slippers for her. At this moment, he seemed like a considerate gentleman.

“Kelvin!” She wanted to dodge.

But Kelvin held on tightly, his deep voice tinged with magnetism, “Don’t move. If you’re going to leave, you should at least wear your shoes.”

It was the second time.

This was the second time he helped her put on her shoes, the first time being at the banquet.

Cheyenne couldn’t help but feel her emotions in disarray.

After putting on the shoes, she hurriedly turned around and left without looking back, hobbling away with a slender figure.

Thud.

from behind, and Cheyenne could hear it even from

glass. She pretended not to hear and calmly

complex and intertwined gaze continued to fixate on her from behind, causing Cheyenne

sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, engrossed in a swimsuit magazine. On the cover, a Western woman wearing a bright red bikini had a particularly eye-catching figure. Caught sight of someone approaching, the smile on the old man’s face quickly receded. With a “snap,” he closed the magazine and threw it aside, kicking it with his foot for

you like to eat? I will have someone prepare

help but feel touched, her nose tingling as she suppressed the sour emotions in her heart. She glanced with a teasing look at

on the higher side. It’s better to avoid those things until you recover. I’m afraid your liver heat will flare

with his eyes wide open, “Oh, I was just curious about what it

is in decline! In our time, everyone was so

him. Even if he wants to read adult magazines,

was rendered speechless. ‘Actually… I saw you drooling

soles of his feet to his scalp. His body felt weak and numb, as if an electric

a dark and handsome face, commanded Joe,

smile, restraining the corners of his lips from lifting.

turned to prepare the

for your hospitality, Grandpa. Take care of yourself. I’ll be going now.” Even the obtuse old Mr. Foley sensed that something was amiss between her and Kelvin. He angrily scolded his grandson. “Kelvin, you’re something else. Did you bully Cheyenne last night and make her

and she didn’t dare to linger for a moment longer. “Grandpa, why are you saying such

she said this, she

Mr. Foley watched her leave, standing foolishly by the staircase, his eyes filled with

was still standing in place. “You brat, why don’t you say some sweet words to persuade Cheyenne

from the age of eight to

casually placed in his pocket as he coldly and handsomely walked

nearby, “When you clean, pay

“Yes, sir.”

Kelvin? Those are Grandpa’s treasures. It’s not like they’ll