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.

eyes, she was naturally rebellious,

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

be indifferent, standing to the side with a professional gaze, looking at him just like those lifeless props in a

to believe that Cheyenne lacked any trace of desire for

and petite chin, applying

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

and focused on his hand, gripping

breaking free from

reached unprecedented heights as she looked

around and walked towards a nearby shelf, stating, “Kelvin, let’s just leave it at this. I did

it at this. I

didn’t

Kelvin felt as if his

only realize her

followed her slim figure, his lips tightly pressed into a straight line, his large

of his hand bulged, and his fingertips turned

he called out her name, “Cheyenne, can’t

Start afresh?

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

please have

clear gaze held no emotions, as if she were treating an ordinary

by a myriad of ants, but in the end, he

was impossible. She had a strong aversion to dirty men, and even though Kelvin possessed the physique and appearance she desired, he had become

bed, wearing her nightgown. Her delicate fingers, slightly cool to the touch, pressed against Kelvin’s arm as

been almost four days since they

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

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