She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 431

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.

she was

to matters of love, showing

side with a professional gaze,

refused to believe that Cheyenne lacked any trace of desire

chin, applying just

as he stared at her in disbelief, “Cheyenne, stop pretending. Aren’t you infatuated with that kind

his hand, gripping his wrist with

free from his

reached

soft sigh, she turned around and walked towards a nearby shelf, stating, “Kelvin, let’s just leave it at this.

it at

first, these words didn’t seem to

felt as if his heart had

did he only realize her worth after

tightly pressed into a straight line, his

veins on the back of his hand bulged, and his

called

Start afresh?

interrupted him, returning with her medical box, her face expressionless as she approached him. Step by

Foley, please

held no emotions, as if she were treating an

like being crawled over by a myriad of ants, but in the end, he chose to sit down, pulling down a corner of his shirt with his back

had a strong aversion to dirty men, and even though Kelvin

nightgown. Her delicate fingers, slightly cool

and instructing him on what to keep in mind. It had been almost four days since

he had forgotten. “Even if you were busy, shouldn’t you have changed the dressing? Don’t you care about your hand anymore?” Cheyenne

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