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 rubbing

was starting to turn a

his hoarse voice hadn’t even uttered the first syllable when the knocking on

of

room was off, causing him to break out in a cold sweat underneath

now that she wasn’t in a good mood. She

please enjoy your meal. If you

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

gathered all her emotions and once again put on a carefree and lazy

Foley, it’s time to eat. I’m hungry,

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

but didn’t know where to start. Cheyenne… I’m

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

elegant dining, Cheyenne appeared

never been a lady, and she didn’t need to pretend to be a “proper lady” in front of Kelvin. The most important thing was to eat her

only their breathing and

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 trying to take

“I’m used to it.”

alternating between being full and hungry, so she developed a

elegance, it wasn’t

distressed. He had never made

rigid and bound by the rules of the aristocracy. Such rules only bred

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

appreciated her, like

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

Omari and Iker was probably not as

rival was that elegant blind

if burdened by a boulder, making it hard for

Cheyenne, it was

Benson who

she nearly lost both her baby, it was Benson

that blind man was actually

no matter what, he would never give up

like the air he relied on to survive,

he was separated from her,