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

sounded like the shattering of a glass. She pretended not to hear and calmly

gaze continued to fixate on her from behind, causing

Mr. Foley 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 good measure. He then assumed a serious expression and looked

like to eat?

couldn’t help but feel touched, her nose tingling as she suppressed the sour emotions in her heart. She glanced with

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

himself and explained, lying with his eyes wide open, “Oh, I was just

these days… The moral fabric is in decline! In our time, everyone

an eye on him. Even

rendered speechless. ‘Actually… I saw you drooling

to his scalp. His body felt weak and numb, as if an

commanded Joe, “Prepare a car to take Cheyenne

the corners of

turned to prepare the

He slapped his thigh and stood up, “Cheyenne, are you leaving today?” Cheyenne gracefully bowed and thanked him, “Thank you for your hospitality, Grandpa. Take care of yourself. I’ll be going

face turn as red as a cooked shrimp, and she didn’t dare to linger for

she said this, she followed behind

Mr. Foley watched her leave, standing foolishly

place. “You brat, why don’t you say some sweet words to persuade

says that women from the age of eight to eighty love hearing sweet and

attention to him. His other hand was casually placed in his pocket as he coldly

he instructed the housemaid who was nearby, “When you clean,

“Yes, sir.”

Grandpa’s treasures. It’s not