She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 438: Mr. Foley with a Twisted Mind

“And besides, we have nothing to do with each other anymore, so stay out of my business!” Her final words echoed loudly, serving as a warning.

Kelvin felt a heavy weight in his heart, shattering into pieces because of her last statement: “Stay out of my business.”

The thought of Cheyenne marrying another man brought about a tearing pain in his chest. This was what heartache felt like. Was this the feeling one experienced after being hurt? Leaving her on their wedding night to fly abroad was his mistake. At that time, he wasn’t aware of his love for Cheyenne. It was rushed, and he didn’t have a chance to explain.

Kelvin returned from abroad without any explanation… he thought it wasn’t necessary, as they would eventually divorce.

Now, looking back, he wanted to slap himself for his actions.

Back in his seat, Kelvin desperately wanted to explain, but Cheyenne no longer needed to know.

“Cheyenne, what happened on our wedding night was my fault,” he said.

“Oh,” she replied casually, continuing to play with her phone, her fair hands sliding across the screen.

Kelvin couldn’t accept this. He continued, “The nanny who took care of Abbie called to inform me that she had fainted and was hospitalized, needing surgery. She had no parents and was all alone abroad, so I went to visit her.”

The woman in front of him, with a slight smile on her lips, continued to scroll through her phone without even glancing up.

With a clear voice, filled with the same coldness that he exhibited, she said, “Mr. Foley, these things don’t matter anymore. I don’t want to hear about how you took care of your first love and traveled around Western Enofone with her. I’ve seen the travel photos, matching couples with beautiful scenery, quite impressive.”

“What travel photos?” Confusion appeared in Kelvin’s eyes. After visiting Abbie in the hospital, he had been busy with the affairs of the overseas branch.

he picked her up when she was discharged and she mentioned wanting to eat stir-fried

to the famous restaurant in Frul and then returned to the hotel. For the next half day, Abbie stayed in the hotel

he had to return home the

a business trip as soon as he returned and was

didn’t even inform his grandfather about the

How could he have had time to travel with her in such a

like acting to Cheyenne. She finally looked up at him, her almond eyes filled with

three years ago, and found the photos that Abbie had sent her, presenting them

bridge, behind them stood

architecture of the Renaissance, still a must-visit

had passed, and the photos had some magnetization, but one could still clearly see a man and a woman embracing by the bridge. Under the sunlight, they looked like a

blissful that it

back and deleted the photos in front of

smile pierced

I saw you smile… Every time I saw you, you had a face full of impatience, even when we took wedding photos or kissed in front of the priest,

large hands under

the photos, her actions quick, as if relieved from

something was slipping away… getting further and further away

past memories, just as she had said. Was

No!

to panic. He could explain all of this… he just needed some time to make it up to her. Things wouldn’t be

photo isn’t what you think. At that time, she said she felt nauseous from the car and wanted to get out and get some fresh air. So, I walked with her by the lake, and by chance, we saw a little girl crying

never thought about getting married before, let alone having a child in

like a doll and barely reaching his knee, crying because her balloon flew away,

his ideal type, too enchanting and giving off the impression of