Chapter 610: I'm Sorry, Cheyenne, I Lied to You

Master Glenn gently sighed, continuing his previous actions. His deep voice whispered seductively in her ear, "Since you don't know, why not leave it all to me?"

Outside, the sound of music, conversations, and high heels tapping on the floor intertwined and grew restless, making one's heart race.

Separated by a floor and a door, the muffled voices in the room tickled like a small kitten.

"Master Glenn, be gentle."

"Is this gentle enough?"

"Ah! Mmm..."

"You're so delicate."

The man, who had appeared weak just moments ago, finally revealed his true colors. However... Kate was too late to refuse.

At this moment, she was already a prey in his mouth.

Onistead, TOP Business Hotel.

A woman stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, wearing a black oversized dress with a round collar. The lower end of the dress revealed a white pleated skirt, followed by slender ankles. The cold white color, the slender ankles, and the faint blue veins on the instep.

A gust of cold wind blew in through the window, sprinkling a few drops of rain on her hair.

The colored chiffon skirt and black fabric intertwined, making her figure appear slender and giving her an elegant vibe.

The rain in late autumn was pouring down since last night.

Cheyenne woke up a little after seven in the morning, and she hasn't worn any pajamas since then.

She casually put on a dress, walked barefoot to the window, and the fair fingers pulled open the curtains, watching the relentless raindrops outside.

She fell into a moment of contemplation.

night, she had a

was bound in a chaotic deep blue sea, slowly being submerged

scythe of death was firmly placed at

she thought she was about to die, a blurry familiar figure, a

her towards the shore, and when they were about to reach the finish line, he was suddenly swallowed

Blood.

deep blue seawater turned

remembered the

a gloomy dungeon, and she could smell the scent of

was alive, holding her hand, stepping on a staircase covered

the world. The romance on the verge of death left a deep impression on Cheyenne's

her heart like the morning bell, making

body shattered into countless pieces, disappearing

was the only one standing on the staircase piled with bones, and this staircase

beneath her feet...

knock on the door sounded from outside, but Cheyenne was too

for

the door open himself. He

velme

sweater, paired with Ang

fleece pants, and had

hair, exuding an elegance akin to a

were not exactly light, but Cheyenne remained

"Cheyenne."

noticed her bare feet on the floor, then set the tray

closed the window, preventing the rain from drifting in

standing here in the rain? You're pregnant now, and you can't be as willful as before. You need to take

gently placed her on the edge of the bed, as if handling

felt no cold, and the child was

go to the wardrobe to find her socks, Cheyenne suddenly grabbed

did my grandfather really

head, her face showing a skeptical expression while her long eyelashes covered the loss and worry in

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