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.

the table, and meticulously wiped her hands. She rubbed each finger

starting to

through Kelvin’s throat. Just as he was about to speak… his hoarse voice

of them with five

the atmosphere in the private room was

eating, especially now that she wasn’t in a good mood. She directly refused the

please enjoy your meal. If you need anything, just

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

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

time to eat. I’m

eating. Her happy expression was completely different from her cold demeanor just

but

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

his elegant dining, Cheyenne appeared

a “proper lady” in

only their breathing and

remind her in a soft voice with furrowed

“I’m used to it.”

being full and hungry, so she

it lacked elegance, it wasn’t rude

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

his “standards” were rigid and bound

wasn’t restrained by those

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

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 him… she even accompanied that man to crowded and dirty

and Iker was probably not as

true rival was that elegant

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

abandoned Cheyenne, it was Benson who stayed

was Benson who prepared

baby, it was Benson who saved her

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

would

relied on to survive, seemingly invisible but

from her, he would