She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 450: White Shirt

Kelvin’s heart leaped with joy at this discovery. He slowly got up and walked towards the bookshelf in the office, pushing open the door to a hidden room.

A small bedroom appeared in front of Cheyenne. With furrowed brows, she watched as he took out a white towel from the wardrobe and walked back, extending a large hand to hand her the towel. “You’re all soaked. Take a hot bath and change your clothes first.”

A blush spread across Cheyenne’s face, even her neck turning red… Her earlobes trembled uncontrollably.

What the hell did Kelvin want to do?

She slapped away his hand and let out a cold snort. “No need, just give me the earring back. I want to leave!”

“You go take a bath and change your clothes first. It’s easy to catch a cold like this. Otherwise, I won’t give you back the earring.”

His attitude was clear.

Cheyenne was furious, standing up from the sofa like an angry cat. She glared at him and unleashed a string of angry words.

But Kelvin was captivated by her half-opened, red lips, paying no attention to what she said.

“Alright, Kelvin, you did take my things! You despicable and shameless person, are you a pervert? You can’t even wear that earring.” Kelvin, seeing her anxious and impulsive behavior, became even more convinced of the importance of this earring to her.

So, Cheyenne would agree.

“You go take a hot bath, change your clothes, and when you come out, I’ll give you the earring.”

As soon as he finished speaking, a loud sneeze echoed in the space.

“Ah-choo!”

Kelvin’s eyes immediately changed. He draped the white towel over her slender shoulders without allowing her to refuse.

Warmth enveloped her, and Cheyenne instantly felt much more comfortable.

just couldn’t resist the touch of warmth. She didn’t refuse his

“Go ahead.”

said. Give me the

her teeth and walked toward Kelvin’s temporary resting room, her petite figure

if his small room was a

Thump.

closed the door, blocking the blazing gaze

uncontrollably started racing. The temperature on her face rose even more. She leaned weakly against the door panel, pressing a soft white hand against

Why was it racing?

a

even borrowed Master Iker’s

there was nothing to make a big

herself to calm down. She lifted her two slender and fair legs and walked towards the

white decoration greeted her eyes. Though small, it had all the necessary amenities, including a showerhead, bathtub, toilet,

other items. Above the round mirror hung a red hair tie

Cheyenne saw this small hair tie, her mind went blank for a moment. Her gaze

tie was

been to his room once, to give him a gift. After that, she

was already in the bed

must have been left behind from that

three and a half years. How could

a deep breath and reached up to tie her long hair into a bun with

makeup, which made

She thought narcissistically.

and the sound of rushing water came through the closed bathroom door. This ordinary sound now had a different taste in his ears. Kelvin

he listened to the sound of water, his heart became unsettled, feeling an inexplicable

veins on the back of his hand holding the pen became prominent, and the metallic tip of the pen punctured the paper,

black ink stain was left on the

signature was supposed to

it, this was the document that needed

had to do was tear up the document, download it again, and print a new copy