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?

quickly grabbed hold of a passing nurse and asked, “Hello, I

Kelvin’s handsome face, a blush crept up her cheeks

just helped her with the discharge procedures. He said there

froze as he wondered if it was Mr. Lara or

fare any better as his large hand clenched into a

Cheyenne have a boyfriend? But Kelvin didn’t miss the other important piece of information the

an

her health condition, Kelvin immediately got up and headed towards the hallway leading

and

can that be? You just woke up from your coma; it’s not good for you

Kelvin, while hurrying after Kelvin but he knew how stubborn Kelvin could be once he

before boarding a private plane back to Akloit

the clouds that seemed within reach like some sort of

cotton candy; she always said eating it felt

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

had strange tastes so never bothered

instead of returning to the Foley mansion for fresh clothes. Outside the villa,

private

gown. His hair, which hadn’t been cut

of the media like this caught everyone off guard for several seconds. Some even whispered amongst

“Who is he?”

“I have no idea.”

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