She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 733: She Doesn't Understand Cheyenne

Yvonne was still worried that Cheyenne might wake up today, so she always appeared at the door to make sure that there was someone by her side when she woke up.

Little did she know, as soon as she reached the doorway, she heard a series of moans and groans. Even at the age of over fifty, she couldn't help but blush.

Curiosity surged within her as she raised her head to check the room number on the door. It was indeed Cheyenne's room.

But Cheyenne wasn't supposed to have woken up yet, so who could be engaging in such intimate acts in her room?

Yvonne suddenly became angry and pushed open the door. Through a small gap, she took in the entire scene in the room.

She saw Cheyenne, who should have been in a coma, awake and pressed against a man. His hands firmly grasped her waist as he closed his eyes. Cheyenne earnestly bit the man's lips, kissing him with some clumsiness.

Kelvin was delighted by her naive display, as it proved that Cheyenne only had eyes for him.

"Cheyenne, cut it out. It's time for you to get up and eat something."

"No, my lips are broken, why aren't yours broken?" she muttered softly, unwilling to give up. Mimicking his earlier kiss, she bit his lip.

Kelvin could only smile wryly. He didn't mind kissing her like this for the rest of his life, but Cheyenne had just woken up, and the child in her belly was hungry...

To quickly end this prolonged kiss, he gently rolled her onto the bed, and as the world spun around her, he tucked her under the covers.

"Smack."

A comforting kiss landed on her delicate forehead, and Kelvin gazed at her affectionately, wanting nothing more than to hold her forever. "Cheyenne, cut it out. Yvonne and that four-eyed guy are waiting to hear the good news of your awakening."

"What four-eyed guy? That's Eddie."

After this play, Cheyenne was left panting for breath.

Hearing him use derogatory terms to refer to Eddie, she couldn't help but feel a headache about his pettiness, and earnestly corrected him. Childishly, Kelvin even stuck this label to Eddie in his mind, always on guard against him trying to please Cheyenne.

understand, because she

I'm actually feeling a bit

yawned, and snuggled into his arms like a kitten that

"Mhmm."

sleep, I'll go downstairs and get

was about to tuck Cheyenne back under the covers, Cheyenne clung to his waist

want you to

she

even let him kiss her, let alone cuddle or kiss him as she was doing

he couldn't help but feel

carry you downstairs to eat, but you should freshen

"Okay."

her up and headed

and quietly closed the door, leaving without

thought that Cheyenne was a well-behaved and obedient girl, never expecting that she would be the one taking the initiative in matters of the heart. Oh

long as Cheyenne woke up, everything would be fine. She needed to quickly go down to the hotel kitchen and see if there was any nutritious meal she could buy. Cheyenne had been sleeping for so many days, so Cheyenne must be

Akloit.

the room with warmth and brightness. She was wearing a nightgown, with her long, fluffy hair cascading down her lovely, angelic face. She looked like a pure

maid in a black uniform carried a

knocking went on for some time, but

"Miss Zamora!"

breakfast. If you haven't

maid assumed that the

usually didn't wake up until after 10 AM. However,

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sure she had breakfast. She could let her sleep in, but she

hesitated whether to stay or leave a white figure suddenly appeared near the window. The woman, cleverly ripped off the curtains and tore them into strips of fabric. She

slippers, she stood on a dressing table