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 naturally rebellious,

passionate and sincere when it came to matters of

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

refused to believe that Cheyenne lacked any trace of desire for

chin, applying just

“Cheyenne, stop pretending. Aren’t you infatuated with that kind of sophisticated, cold, and passionate love?” And he fulfilled precisely those

his hand, gripping his wrist with her small, fair, and

breaking free from his

disdain that reached unprecedented heights

around and walked towards a nearby shelf, stating,

at this. I did my

words didn’t seem

upon rereading them, Kelvin felt as if

he only realize her worth after losing

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

hand

hoarse voice, he called

Start afresh?

medical box, her face expressionless as she approached him. Step by step,

Foley, please have

as

crawled over by a myriad of ants, but in the end, he chose to sit down, pulling down

even though

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 as she glanced at the yellowing gauze. Her eyebrows furrowed

all the necessary supplies and instructing him on what to keep in mind. It had been almost four days since they left TWILIGHT, and Kelvin’s wound showed no signs of improvement. In fact,

as he replied, “I was busy.” That was why he had forgotten. “Even if you were busy, shouldn’t you have changed the

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