She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 434: I Didn’t Touch Them

Cheyenne slowly heaved a sigh of relief, as she had managed to convince Eddie with her feeble excuses. She attributed all of this to Kelvin’s actions; if it weren’t for his recklessness, none of this would have happened…

Suddenly, Eddie placed the soup dumplings he had bought on the table and spoke gently, “Cheyenne, you must be starving. Eat them while they’re hot.”

As he began to move the documents on the table, Cheyenne’s sharp eyes caught sight of suspicious water stains on one of the papers, and her mind felt as if it had been struck by a resounding bell. Damn Kelvin, can’t he even tidy things up properly? This isn’t just some water stains, it’s…

She quickly picked up the document and haphazardly stuffed it behind a bookshelf, her face turning red, her voice becoming slightly hoarse and seductive.

“That’s nothing important.”

Finally noticing that something was off, Eddie stared at Cheyenne’s beautiful face for quite some time, anxiously asking, “Cheyenne, why is your face so red? Are you okay? Do you have a fever or something?” As he spoke, he reached out his hand to touch Cheyenne’s cheek.

Kelvin couldn’t sit still seeing this situation. He immediately stood up from his seat, walked over, and firmly held Cheyenne’s shoulder, pulling her into his embrace. His deep, dark eyes gleamed with a hint of satisfaction.

“Mr. Zamora, no need to worry. She just has sensitive skin and got irritated by the disinfectant. I’ll take her out for a walk. As for the soup dumplings, thank you for your trouble, you can enjoy them yourself.” Without waiting for the other two to react, Kelvin had taken hold of Cheyenne’s slender waist and led her out of the office.

As they left, she caught a glimpse of a ring on the table and casually picked it up, slipping it into the pocket of her white coat.

“Wait.”

“No need to wait. Mr. Zamora won’t mind.”

Eddie watched their retreating figures, one in front and one behind, with a handsome face that revealed a bitter smile.

Perhaps Cheyenne still had feelings for Kelvin.

Just based on this, he had lost.

…

Kelvin strutted proudly with her in his arms as they made a conspicuous entrance and exit at the hospital, catching the attention of many colleagues and patients. The first reaction was surprise, followed by envy, jealousy, and even hatred…

Cheyenne didn’t have time to observe all of this, as Kelvin had already brought her to the hospital entrance.

were about ten cigarette butts on the lid of the garbage bin at

eye. Unfortunately, Miss Lawrence

endured it and took in a sharp breath, “Hiss. Be gentle, if I get injured, how will I spoil

have the ability to find new

now, squeezing his large hand that was wrapped around her waist, his raised eyebrows showing

as simple as a booty

can sleep with her, besides him? Like that geeky guy earlier, or that cunning Mr.

alluring and gentle appearance under another

his side so that she would

with different women? I never cared about your past scandals with those female stars, or your socializing at the Vintage Club, or even sleeping with your first love! I have

Kelvin’s face turned purple with

the socializing,

explanations, simply because he felt disdainful. Men of their status and position always had social engagements outside, and it was inevitable to be flattered with beautiful women. Role- playing was just part of

drink with them; he never

with grand ambitions. He couldn’t be bothered, and the company had a professional PR team. As long as it didn’t affect the company’s interests, they wouldn’t pursue

even use the scandal

each time

bringing it up several times, but Cheyenne’s smiling face made him feel it wasn’t

Abbie? In the hospital, Abbie admitted that she and Kelvin were about to get engaged and were living

how many times he explained that issue, and he felt mentally

whether he

Cheyenne asked about Abbie, which meant she

that he didn’t know how to prove his

her up and forcefully put her in the backseat of the car,

still working. What are you

door, but Kelvin ordered Chris to lock the

about going to work? If you really want to work,

“Pfft!”

muffled laughter filled the

quiet, staring at the back of Chris’s head… Kelvin’s cold and

Chris was rendered speechless.

Mr. Foley. I… I was just

said, “You’re 30 years old and still

shrugged helplessly and whispered,