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.

up the white towel on the table, and meticulously wiped her hands. She rubbed

starting to turn a bit

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

appeared in front of

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

like people chattering in her ear while she was eating, especially now that she wasn’t in a good mood. She directly refused the manager’s

you need anything, just

waiters left, leaving the private room to revert to its previous

her emotions and once again put on a carefree

eat.

sleeves without hesitation and prepared to start eating.

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

in thought, suddenly feeling that this expensive and authentic local cuisine was

elegant dining, Cheyenne appeared

“proper lady” in front of Kelvin. The most important thing was to eat her fill and

room was so quiet that only their breathing and the sound of her

too quickly and was afraid she would choke, so he couldn’t help but remind her in a soft voice with furrowed brows, “Cheyenne,

“I’m used to it.”

had always lived a life of alternating between being full and

lacked elegance, it wasn’t rude

hearing his words, Kelvin felt even more distressed. He had never made an effort to understand her

his “standards” were rigid and bound by the rules of the aristocracy. Such rules only bred refined

other hand, wasn’t restrained by those

accepted her, and appreciated her, like the gentle and divine Benson by her

Benson every week. She accompanied him in practicing the piano, did his laundry, cooked for

Iker was probably not as important as

true rival was

heavy, as if burdened by a boulder, making

was

Benson who prepared a surprise for

both her baby, it was Benson who saved her with

that Cheyenne owed that blind man was

what, he would

like the air he relied on to

separated from her, he would