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.

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

to turn

Just as he was about to speak… his hoarse

restaurant manager appeared in front of them with five

appetizing dishes were served one by one, but the manager noticed that the atmosphere in the private room was

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

you need anything, just

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

emotions and once again put on a carefree and lazy smile on

it’s time to eat. I’m hungry, let’s eat

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

words in his heart but didn’t know where to start. Cheyenne… I’m

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

to his elegant dining, Cheyenne appeared

didn’t need to pretend to be a “proper lady” in

breathing and the sound of

she would choke, so he couldn’t help but remind her in a soft voice

“I’m used to it.”

full and hungry, so she developed a habit

it lacked elegance, it

distressed. He had never made an

own standards… but his “standards” were rigid and bound by

other hand, wasn’t restrained by

appreciated her, like the gentle and divine

in practicing the piano, did his laundry, cooked for him, and read to him… she

Iker was probably not as important

true rival was

as if burdened by a boulder, making it hard for him to

was Benson

it was Benson

she nearly lost both her baby, it was Benson who saved her with

Cheyenne owed that blind man was

he would never give up

relied on to survive, seemingly invisible

her, he would suffocate and