Chapter 431: Pillow Talk

Only heaven knows how long it took for someone as proud as Kelvin to utter such self-deprecating words.

Being the most eligible bachelor in Akloit, combined with his striking looks and model-like physique bestowed upon him by the heavens, he was surrounded by no shortage of admirers.

Countless women offered themselves to him…

Even though Kelvin, like other successful men, kept a string of lovers, it was nothing more than a scandalous rumor in other people’s mouths.

He had the qualifications for it.

However, his abstinence prevented him from having any lingering affairs in his life, except for the occasional exception with Abbie due to a mix of sympathy and pity.

As proud as he was, he could never bring himself to pursue someone like this, let alone express his desire so boldly.

Cheyenne, however, treated his words as delusional rambling, laughing coldly and bluntly rejecting him at the door.

“Kelvin, I don’t recall you losing your mind,” she remarked.

With that, she roughly grabbed his suit collar and yanked it downward.

The black jacket peeled away, leaving him in a white shirt that showcased his handsome face, with features resembling a work of art, exuding a cold and ethereal aura like a natural aristocrat.

His well-built chest filled out the shirt, perfectly fitting the stereotype of looking slim with clothes on but having muscle when unclothed.

If it were before, Cheyenne would have already clung onto him with both hands.

was

sincere when it came to matters of love, showing her true self

indifferent, standing to the side with a professional gaze,

to believe that Cheyenne lacked any

her delicate and petite chin, applying

sounded angrily in her ear as he stared at her in disbelief, “Cheyenne, stop pretending.

lowered her thick lashes and focused on his hand, gripping

free from his

that reached unprecedented heights

sigh, she turned around and walked towards a nearby shelf, stating, “Kelvin, let’s just

leave it at this. I did

words didn’t seem to hold any

Kelvin felt as if his heart had been ripped to

realize her

figure, his lips tightly pressed into a straight line, his large hand clenched into a

on the back of his hand

hoarse voice, he called

Start afresh?

he could utter those words, Cheyenne mercilessly interrupted him, returning with her medical box, her face expressionless as

please

emotions, as if

by a myriad of ants, but in the

men, and even though Kelvin possessed the physique and appearance she desired, he had

could never forget the sight of Abbie arrogantly lying on her bed, wearing her nightgown. Her delicate fingers, slightly cool to the touch, pressed against Kelvin’s arm

mind. It had been almost four days since they left TWILIGHT, and Kelvin’s wound showed no signs of improvement. In fact,

had forgotten. “Even if you were busy, shouldn’t you have changed the dressing?

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