She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 688: The Child is His

A hint of golden light reflected from the woman's body.

The sound of a bronze bell faded away with her footsteps.

The sound of that bell!

Underneath the mask, the man's face was filled with astonishment and disbelief.

On a summer afternoon, a touch of crimson sunset shone through the rose-shaped window into the room, casting colorful patches of light on the golden floor.

It resembled a medieval church painted by Western artists, both antique and magnificent.

Amidst the fragmented and hazy light and shadow, a slender and graceful figure was reflected on the ground.

Her skirt unfolded like a blooming flower as she spun around.

Kelvin could never forget the moment he pushed open the door and caught a glimpse of a graceful figure dancing. Behind her was a world of golden splendor, and beneath her feet were colorful and enchanting lights. She was so beautiful, like a fairy, or perhaps more like the enchantresses described in "Liaozhai." Her fair feet stepped on the ground, occasionally revealing a slender ankle as the skirt fluttered.

A red thread was tied around her ankle, adorned with a small brass bell.

It carried a touch of exotic charm from the desert.

The sound of the bell was faint, intertwined with the passionate and tragic music, almost negligible.

Perhaps it was because he was curious about every move she made that he remembered every detail about her so clearly.

Could it be her?

Kelvin lowered his head.

His eyelashes, long and dense, veiled the profound emotions in his eyes.

If only... it's not her.

A moment after the woman left, the sound of clattering wooden clogs echoed once again at the stairwell.

Kelvin speculated that it may be the woman returning.

This time, Kelvin planned to approach her from behind.

With a single strike, he would knock her unconscious and confirm if she was the person he suspected.

The shadow of the approaching person was reflected on the wooden floor of the staircase.

The towering hairstyle and the long skirt... revealing the comer was a woman.

his hands on the railing and somersaulted forward, using the momentum

he raised his hand again, held his breath, and maneuvered behind the individual.

at first listen, it was clear

notice

at this moment, his mind was preoccupied with troubling matters and he didn't have time

the words fell, a heavy blow struck the

it! Who the hell just attacked

the pain, "she" forgot to maintain her disguise, and her natural

and deep, it was unmistakably

while holding the back of his head, he unexpectedly came face to face with a silver-white mask,

"Why are you here?"

front of him was his subordinate Chris, Kelvin's lips curved into a

expect it to be Chris; he

He withdrew his hand.

his palm, where the most sensitive nerves are located, felt a slight numbness, likely because Chris' neck bone

to death! It hurts. I don't care, this

"Mhm."

calm and composed voice echoed in Chris' ears, despite

and looked

widely, revealing a set of white teeth,

compassionate heart. I

and coldly interrupted him before he could continue crying. "Why are

of serious matters, Chris

that had

a message. Mr. Lara has woken

report and the timeline of

more he spoke, the fiercer Kelvin's gaze became,

nonsense! I'll see for

the pregnancy test report from Chris'

his inner anxiety urging him to seek the answer, yet fearing it at the

a moment of hesitation, he opened the

a deep breath, he quickly calmed himself down and directed his

16 weeks and 5

weeks and

little

was the time he and

that month, he and

had

but entless intimate encounters,

time they finished, she would blush and ask him not to leave the

there was one time

spring, he couldn't control himself and had