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.

meticulously wiped her hands. She rubbed each finger carefully, especially

was starting to turn a

throat. Just as he was about to speak… his hoarse

of them with

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

now that she wasn’t in

meal. If you need anything, just

the good-looking waiters

and once again put on a carefree

Foley, it’s time to eat. I’m

start eating. Her happy expression was

words in his heart but didn’t know where

thought, suddenly feeling that this expensive and authentic

to his elegant dining,

to be a “proper lady” in front of Kelvin. The

that only their breathing and the

she would choke, so he couldn’t help but remind her in a soft voice with furrowed brows, “Cheyenne, slow down.

“I’m used to it.”

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

lacked elegance,

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

but his “standards” were rigid and bound by the rules of the aristocracy. Such

other hand, wasn’t restrained by those rules of

and appreciated her, like the gentle and

heart began to ache again. Cheyenne visited Benson every week. She accompanied him in practicing the piano, did his laundry, cooked for him, and read to

and Iker was probably not as

true rival was that

this, Kelvin’s heart suddenly became heavy, as if burdened by a boulder, making it hard for him

was Benson who stayed by her

Benson who

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

debt that Cheyenne owed that blind

no matter what, he would never give

relied on to survive, seemingly invisible but

was separated from her, he