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

was starting to turn

as he was about to speak… his hoarse

manager appeared in front of

one, but the manager noticed that the atmosphere in the private room was off, causing him to break

her ear while she was eating, especially now that she wasn’t

you need anything, just let us

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

put on a carefree and

Foley, it’s time to eat. I’m hungry,

up her sleeves without hesitation and prepared to start eating. Her happy expression was completely different from her

but didn’t know where to start. Cheyenne…

deep in thought, suddenly feeling that

his elegant dining, Cheyenne appeared

had never been a lady, and she didn’t need to pretend to be a “proper lady” in front of Kelvin. The most important thing was to eat her fill

was so quiet that only their breathing 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.”

full and

elegance, it

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

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

wasn’t restrained by those rules of

and appreciated her, like

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

was probably not as

was that

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

abandoned Cheyenne, it was Benson

was Benson who

it was Benson who

that blind man

would never give up

relied on to survive, seemingly invisible

from her, he would suffocate