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.

Kelvin’s eyes, she was naturally

to matters of love, showing her true self down

to be indifferent, standing to the side with a professional gaze, looking at

that Cheyenne lacked any trace of

and petite chin, applying just enough pressure to make her look

in disbelief, “Cheyenne, stop

and focused on his hand, gripping his

twisted, breaking free

that reached unprecedented heights

soft sigh, she turned around and walked towards a nearby shelf, stating, “Kelvin,

at this. I did my

these words didn’t seem to

rereading them, Kelvin felt as if

did he only realize

his lips tightly pressed into

back of his hand bulged, and his fingertips turned

hoarse voice, he called

Start afresh?

those words, Cheyenne mercilessly interrupted him, returning with her medical box, her face expressionless

Foley, please have

as

myriad of ants, but in the end, he chose to sit down, pulling down a corner of his shirt with

even though Kelvin possessed the

never forget the sight of Abbie arrogantly lying on her bed, wearing her nightgown. Her delicate fingers, slightly cool to

the necessary supplies and instructing him on what to keep in mind. It had been

he had forgotten. “Even if you were

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