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.

the railing and somersaulted forward, using the momentum to land back on the

as the person approached, he raised his hand again, held

suppressed, but at

carefully, he would notice that

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

as the words fell, a heavy

it! Who the hell just

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

and deep, it was

head, he unexpectedly came face to face with a

"Why are you here?"

front of him was his subordinate

it to be Chris;

He withdrew his hand.

most sensitive nerves are located, felt a slight numbness, likely because Chris' neck

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

"Mhm."

calm and composed voice echoed in Chris' ears, despite consisting of only one

it clearly and

a set of white teeth, looking

heart. I finally have compensation for a work

interrupted him before he could continue crying. "Why are you

the mention of serious matters, Chris immediately switched to a

reported the news that had

a

report and the timeline

fiercer Kelvin's gaze

the nonsense! I'll see

test

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

hesitation, he opened the

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

16 weeks and 5

and 5

was a little

the time he and Cheyenne were stranded

month, he and

had

but entless intimate encounters,

every time they finished, she would blush and

was one time when

spring, he couldn't control