She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 494: He Is Worried About Cheyenne

After a brief argument between the grandfather and grandson, Kelvin rubbed his throbbing head and casually asked, “Grandpa, where is she?”

Old Mr. Foley stood with his hands behind his back. “She? Who?”

Kelvin’s lips twitched. He weakly replied, “Cheyenne Lawrence.”

In the next moment, he received a knock on the head from old Mr. Foley who was muttering under his breath. “You call her by her full name? She’s your wife! Do you remember it?” Kelvin wanted to argue back since they had divorced, but stopped himself when memories of his recent nightmares flooded into his mind – Cheyenne becoming Sam’s bride.

His pupils dilated as he swallowed back all the words he wanted to say and answered in a muffled tone, “Mm.”

Old Mr. Foley had planned to spend more time convincing Kelvin to win Cheyenne back but unexpectedly got a sure answer from him.

He suddenly realized that if anything had happened between them while they were alone together in wilderness for long.

He put his hand on Kelvin’s shoulder like an intimate buddy before leaning over to whisper, “Kelvin, have you made any progress with Cheyenne?”

Kelvin refused to answer him directly and gave him a cold stare instead. “Grandpa, you’re so nosy.”

“Humph! You brat!”

Half an hour later, old Mr. Foley assisted Kelvin towards Cheyenne’s ward, only to find it empty without anyone present inside.

Where was she?

of a passing nurse and asked,

but upon seeing Kelvin’s handsome face, a blush crept up her cheeks and

the discharge procedures. He said there was an emergency at home and they

Mr. Foley’s face froze as he wondered if it

didn’t fare any better as his large hand clenched into a

when did Cheyenne have a boyfriend? But Kelvin didn’t miss the other important piece

was an emergency at

the hallway leading to the lobby. Old Mr. Foley stomped his cane in frustration behind him

and

up from your coma; it’s not good for you to leave

but he knew how stubborn Kelvin could be once he made up

before boarding a private plane back to Akloit with

calmly outside the window at the clouds that

always said eating it felt like

idea of happiness was simple. All she needed was one stick

she had strange tastes so never

for fresh clothes. Outside the villa, reporters swarmed around, making it impossible to move. When the private jet landed, it brought with it

private jet – one in

was standing at the front, wearing a blue and white striped hospital gown. His hair, which hadn’t been cut for over two

media like this caught everyone off guard for several seconds. Some even

“Who is he?”

“I have no idea.”