She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 439: Like Air

Kelvin felt powerless and wondered why Cheyenne’s focus was so different from what he thought.

He suddenly reached out and grabbed Cheyenne’s hand, placed on the table. His large hand covering her small hand was damp and hot.

She felt uncomfortable.

When she looked up into his shiny eyes, she saw herself reflected in them, and he was looking at her attentively.

“Trust me.”

Cheyenne’s fair face sank into contemplation at his words. Conflicted emotions surged like waves crashing against the shore, receding and advancing, coming and going.

All of these things were made up by Abbie… Should she trust Kelvin? The answer to this question had been in Cheyenne’s mind all along. She had just been seeking a reason to believe Kelvin. Kelvin was a businessman, and integrity was the foundation of a businessman. From this perspective, he wouldn’t lie.

As an aloof genius, he didn’t seem inclined to lie either.

She knew him well enough to know that he wouldn’t deceive her.

His expressions of displeasure and indifference were always so direct that it lacked any gentlemanly demeanor…

In the gaze he expected from her, Cheyenne finally nodded. Her lips parted slightly, and she exhaled as she said, “I believe you now. You can let go.”

Don’t think she didn’t notice that his palm was sweaty and that he tried to rub his hand back and forth against hers…

In this hot summer weather, didn’t he think it was dirty?

When she said she believed him, Kelvin finally smiled. The corners of his eyes lifted, and his icy and stern face lit up.

Before he could get too happy, another ruthless blow struck. Cheyenne’s harsh words left him looking lost and pitiful.

“Kelvin, just because I believe you doesn’t mean I forgive you. I was serious when I said those things in the office. Let’s end it here.”

She was tired.

She had been chasing after him for eight years… always looking up at his back. Even a little bit of care from him was enough to make her happy for days.

her hands.

was starting to

prickling sensation ran through Kelvin’s throat. Just as he was about to speak… his hoarse voice hadn’t

in front of them with five

room was off, causing him to break out in a

ear while she was eating, especially now that she wasn’t

meal. If you

the food, the restaurant manager and the good-looking waiters

once again put on a carefree and lazy smile on her delicate and

eat.

up her sleeves without hesitation and prepared to start eating. Her happy

in his heart but

suddenly feeling that this

his elegant dining, Cheyenne appeared

a lady, and she didn’t need to pretend to be a “proper lady” in front of Kelvin. The most

breathing and the sound

couldn’t help but remind her in a soft voice with furrowed brows, “Cheyenne, slow down. It’s still early, and no one is trying to take

“I’m used to it.”

of alternating between being full and hungry, so she developed a habit

it lacked elegance, it

words, Kelvin felt even more distressed. He had never made an effort to understand her past and

rigid and bound

on the other hand, wasn’t restrained by

her, accepted her, and appreciated her, like the gentle and divine Benson

accompanied him in practicing the piano, did his laundry, cooked for him, and

Iker was probably not as important as that blind

was that elegant

this, Kelvin’s heart suddenly became heavy, as if burdened by

it was Benson who

Benson who prepared a surprise

her baby, it was Benson who saved her with his

that Cheyenne owed that

would never give up on

he relied

he was separated from her, he would suffocate