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 and

was starting to turn a bit

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

of them with five or

in the private room was off, causing him to break out in a cold

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

your meal. If you need anything, just let

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

gathered all her emotions and once again put on a

to eat. I’m

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

but didn’t

their meals deep in thought, suddenly feeling

to his elegant dining,

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

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

a soft voice with furrowed brows, “Cheyenne, slow down. It’s still early, and no one is trying

“I’m used to it.”

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

it lacked elegance, it wasn’t

He had never made an effort to understand her past and

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

other hand, wasn’t

who understood her, accepted her, and appreciated her, like the gentle

Cheyenne visited Benson every week. She accompanied him in practicing the piano, did his laundry, cooked for him, and read to him… she even accompanied that

Iker was probably not

was that elegant blind

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

he abandoned Cheyenne, it was Benson who stayed

was Benson who prepared

nearly lost both her baby, it was Benson who

debt that Cheyenne owed that blind man was actually Kelvin’s

would never

was like the air he relied

he was separated from her, he would suffocate and