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?

Mr. Foley panicked; just this morning he saw Cheyenne…he quickly grabbed hold of a passing nurse and asked, “Hello, I would like to ask where Miss Cheyenne

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

replied, “Miss Lawrence’s boyfriend just helped her with the discharge procedures.

face froze as he wondered if it was Mr. Lara or Master Iker who took Cheyenne

any better as his large hand clenched

Kelvin didn’t miss the other important piece of information

an

her health condition, Kelvin immediately got up and headed towards the hallway leading to the lobby. Old Mr. Foley stomped his

be discharged and

up from your coma; it’s not

tried persuading Kelvin, while hurrying after Kelvin but he knew how stubborn Kelvin could

being discharged and forcefully completed all necessary procedures before boarding a

calmly outside the window at the clouds that seemed within reach like some sort of dreamland

candy; she always said eating it felt

happiness was simple. All she needed was one

strange

of returning to the Foley mansion for fresh clothes. Outside the villa, reporters swarmed around, making it impossible

private

striped hospital gown. His hair, which

of the media like this caught everyone off

“Who is he?”

“I have no idea.”