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

of a glass. She pretended not to hear and calmly continued walking

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

Caught sight of someone approaching, the smile

you’re awake. Are you hungry? What would you like to eat? I will have someone

she suppressed the sour emotions in

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

Foley’s face turned immediately red, but he quickly composed himself and explained, lying with his eyes wide open, “Oh,

young people these days… The moral fabric is in

eye on him. Even if he wants to read

‘Actually… I saw you

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

and handsome face, commanded Joe, “Prepare a

suppress his smile, restraining the

turned to prepare

somewhat displeased. 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 now.” Even the obtuse old Mr. Foley sensed that something was amiss between her

words in his statement made Cheyenne’s face turn as red as a cooked shrimp, and she didn’t dare to linger for a moment longer. “Grandpa, why are you saying such things? Take care and get well

she said this, she followed behind Joe and

foolishly by the staircase,

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

the age of eight to eighty love hearing sweet and

to him. His other hand was casually

instructed the housemaid who was nearby, “When you

“Yes, sir.”

Grandpa’s treasures. It’s not like they’ll do anything just by