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 hand, picked up the white towel on the table, and meticulously wiped her hands. She rubbed each finger carefully, especially her hand back, applying force and

was starting to

through Kelvin’s throat. Just as he was about to speak… his hoarse voice hadn’t even uttered the

in front of them

the manager noticed that the atmosphere in the private room was off, causing him to break out in a cold

eating, especially now that

meal. If you need anything, just

the restaurant manager and the good-looking waiters left, leaving the private room

once again put on a carefree and lazy smile on her

time to eat. I’m hungry,

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

a thousand words in his heart but didn’t know

meals deep in thought, suddenly feeling that this expensive and

his elegant dining,

to be a “proper lady” in front of Kelvin. The most important thing was to eat

quiet that only their breathing and the sound of her chewing could

remind her in a soft voice with furrowed

“I’m used to it.”

full and hungry,

it lacked elegance, it wasn’t

He had never made an

had only demanded Cheyenne based on his own standards… but his “standards” were rigid and bound

the other hand, wasn’t restrained by

her, and appreciated her, like the gentle

practicing the piano, did his laundry, cooked for

was probably not as important as that

was that

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

it was Benson who stayed by her

Benson who prepared a surprise for

she nearly lost both her baby, it was Benson

Cheyenne owed that blind man was actually

no matter what, he would

air he relied on to survive, seemingly

from her,