She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 699: Charlotte Miller

Kelvin couldn't bear to see Cheyenne right in front of him, yet he could only interact with her as a stranger. They used to have the closest relationship in the world. He should be able to embrace her freely, kiss her red lips, and boldly declare to those who coveted her, "This is my woman."

But he couldn't do it.

He had considered distancing himself from her, just to see her happy from afar. Because he felt unworthy of the beautiful Cheyenne, she deserved a better man than him.

However, the more he tried to persuade himself to forget, the clearer her image became in his heart. He simply couldn't stop his mind from thinking about her, and he had an instinctual desire to be closer to her, to possess her beauty.

Especially when he saw Master Elias looking at Cheyenne with a possessive gaze, his inner anger was like molten lava, ready to erupt. If it weren't for the fact that they were at the Miller residence, he would have exploded long ago.

During the dancing segment just now, when Cheyenne accidentally stepped on Master Elias's foot and smiled sweetly at him, Kelvin's entire soul felt as if it had been stabbed with a sharp knife. He couldn't bear to see that radiant smile, which belonged to him, being seen by anyone else.

As for Cheyenne, the unexpected change of dance partner brought a sense of relief. She was increasingly annoyed by Master Elias's intentions. When she lifted her head and met his eyes, he looked like a hunter lurking in the dark night, and she was the innocent prey.

She was not a naive girl that would allow him to take advantage of her without consequences.

Cheyenne gave Kelvin a hard stomp and furrowed her brows, asking coldly, "What do you think you're doing?"

Kelvin, enduring the pain in his heart, softened his voice as she continued to speak in a tone that showed she still didn't remember him.

"I would like to invite you to dance. Is that okay?"

Cheyenne, feeling a bit tired after dancing earlier, refused without hesitation.

"No, I'm tired. I don't want to dance anymore. If you want, you can go find your Charlotte."

the alluring Charlotte

face showed a mocking and impatient expression, but he couldn't help

thought happily,

amnesia, she still cares about

out and grabbed her arm, pulling her into his arms. "Don't go. If we're not dancing,

him coldly. Her voice was indifferent, "Sir, we're not acquainted. I don't

wanted to tell Cheyenne, "I'm not a stranger. Even if

walked away, she almost slipped,

he firmly held

and one red, harmonious and perfect, was like a match made

Charlotte clearly understood what

witnessed this scene. She walked over in her wooden clogs and chuckled softly with a sweet voice, "So, Mr. Walker, you prefer Miss Lawrence. I don't look as beautiful as she does, nor do I have so many men vying for my

Mr. Walker, if you like Miss Lawrence, can you accept the child in her

She really wanted to retort, "What does it have to do with you? The child is mine, and

Upon hearing Cheyenne's response,

puckered her red lips in

not what meant I didn't say that it's not good for you to be a

second-time bride."

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further provoking Cheyenne, he grabbed her hand and publicly declared, "I like Miss Lawrence, and I also

it was his child. How

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