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. She rubbed each finger carefully,

was starting to

to speak… his hoarse voice hadn’t even uttered the first syllable when

appeared in front of them with five or

room was off, causing him to break out in a cold sweat underneath his shirt. “Thank you,

chattering in her ear while she was eating, especially now that she wasn’t in a good mood. She

enjoy your meal. If you need anything, just let us

the good-looking waiters left, leaving the private room to revert to

her emotions and once again put on a carefree

time to eat. I’m

without hesitation and prepared to start eating. Her happy expression was completely different from her cold demeanor

thousand words in his heart but didn’t

ate their meals deep in thought, suddenly feeling that this expensive and

his elegant dining,

a “proper lady” in front of

that only their breathing and

and was afraid she would choke, so he couldn’t help but remind her in a soft voice with furrowed brows, “Cheyenne, slow down. It’s still early, and no one is

“I’m used to it.”

had always lived a life of alternating between being full

it lacked elegance, it wasn’t

words, Kelvin felt even more distressed. He had never made an

were rigid

the other hand, wasn’t restrained by those rules of

deserved a man who understood her, accepted her, and appreciated her, like the gentle and

Cheyenne visited Benson every week. She accompanied him in practicing the piano, did his laundry, cooked

combined weight of Omari and Iker was probably not as important

true rival was that

if burdened by a boulder, making it

he abandoned Cheyenne, it was Benson who

Benson

lost both her baby, it was Benson who

Cheyenne owed that blind man was actually Kelvin’s

what, he would never

he relied on to

separated from her, he would suffocate