She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 478: At Odds

At noon, the temperature outside reached its peak, and the temperature inside the cave kept rising.

With her sweat-drenched fair hands tightly gripping onto a deep red blanket, her disheveled chestnut long hair swayed along with her body like seaweed in water.

Her hair exuded a faint and elegant fragrance.

A pair of rough hands with distinct joints gently passed through her hair, lightly cradling the back of her head, securing it.

This action forced Cheyenne to lift her head and meet his gaze. The man’s rugged face had darkened several shades from the intense UV rays, and glistening sweat cascaded down his sharp and angular chin from his forehead.

From his eyebrows to his nose and down to his chin, there was a masculine and seductive charm.

A drop of sweat landed on Cheyenne’s fair and beautiful back, followed by a scorching kiss on her shoulder.

Uncomfortably, she moved her shoulder, taking the opportunity to secretly touch her waist with her hand. With a soft and gentle voice, she whispered in Kelvin’s ears, “Hmmm… Kelvin, that’s enough, you can stop.”

She was so tired!

She had no strength left in her body, yet Kelvin kept pinching her waist without letting go. His large hands held her legs like iron cables, refusing to let go.

He whispered in her ear, his breath spraying onto her tender neck, rendering her collarbone and chest with a rosy hue.

His voice was bewitching, like a devilish Satan seducing a little girl, both wicked and gentle.

“Cheyenne, are you sure? Your face is still so red. Don’t be shy; I’m more than willing to serve you.”

“Mmm… You… jerk!”

Cheyenne’s blood may be cold, but her

couldn’t even finish a complete sentence

Damn it!

he really serving

own selfish desires. It had been almost four hours since this all began in

accidentally ate some

would go up the mountain and hunt the

dare that little beast plot against

today was just to sun-dry half a pound of salt, but because of this unexpected turn of events, she blacked

his actions, extending his damp and large hand to

She was just exhausted.

woke up again, the sky outside the cave had turned pitch

the scent of grilled fish permeated her senses. The tall and sturdy man sat beside

seemed like a powerful mountain range. In the faint glow of the fire, those few vivid red scratch marks stood out, making Cheyenne

images kept flashing in her mind; it seemed like she made

encountered during the day imitated humans and sat cross-legged, holding a bunch of fish wrapped in green banana

sense of confusion, as it didn’t know how to eat the

and blew on the slightly

she felt a hint of envy and jealousy. She had known Kelvin for so many years, and he had never

saying sarcastically, “I can’t believe Mr. Foley has this kind of charm. Is this

sensing her hostility, the tiger tilted its head,

growling, it seemed to be saying, “You ugly

stunned, her mind blank, looking as if

the white tiger sitting across from her, she stammered, “Kelvin, can this

could an animal be