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.

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

starting to turn a bit

to speak… his hoarse voice hadn’t even

appeared in front of them

served one by one, but the manager noticed that the atmosphere in the private room was off, causing him to break out in a cold sweat

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

If you need anything, just let

the food, the restaurant manager and the good-looking waiters left, leaving the private room to revert to its

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

to eat. I’m

eating. Her happy expression was completely different from her cold

thousand words in his heart but didn’t know where to start.

feeling that this

his elegant dining,

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

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

her in a soft voice with furrowed brows,

“I’m used to it.”

had always lived a life of alternating between being full

lacked elegance, it wasn’t

even more distressed. He had never made an effort to understand her past and her

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

the other hand, wasn’t restrained by those

appreciated

his laundry, cooked for him, and read to him… she even

Iker was probably not as important as that

was that elegant blind

as if burdened by a boulder, making it hard for him to

it was Benson who stayed

birthday, it was Benson who prepared a surprise

lost both her baby, it was Benson who saved her with his

that Cheyenne owed that blind man was actually

he would never give up on

like the air he relied on to survive, seemingly invisible

was separated from her, he would suffocate and