She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 732: Look into My Eyes and Say

"What do you want to eat?"

Kelvin still didn't turn around, gently asked with a deep breath.

Cheyenne's face showed a slight displeasure, her bright starry eyes staring at him, slowly answering, "Chicken mushroom soup."

Upon hearing these words, Kelvin's heart, which had just relaxed, tightened again. He discreetly pinched himself hard, calming the upcoming surge of emotions.

Without hesitation, he rejected Cheyenne's request, "It's not convenient to cook it in the hotel. You pick something else."

He greedily gazed at the reflection on the glass window, without blinking, as if afraid she would disappear in the next moment.

Cheyenne snorted with an air of disdain, pouting her red lips, looking somewhat displeased. This adorable, pinch-worthy look was reflected on the glass of the French window, catching Kelvin's eye. "I don't want to drink, it's your child who wants to drink."

She didn't notice him, while reaching out her slender and fair hand to lightly stroke her slightly raised lower abdomen, lost in thought.

Kelvin felt a mix of emotions surge in his chest.

He could hardly believe that the words he had just heard came out of Cheyenne's mouth.

She...

Did she remember everything?

But he was no longer the previous Kelvin.

Cheyenne could see all his reactions, and underneath her calm gaze, a great sense of puzzlement had arisen in her heart.

After making a great effort to calm himself down, Kelvin forced a self-deceiving remark from between his teeth.

"Miss Lawrence, I only saved you out of pity. There is nothing between you and me."

"Nothing between us?"

Cheyenne suddenly laughed, supporting her somewhat weak body, half-sitting at the head of the bed, glaring at Kelvin in anger.

turn around

there to

could imagine his disfigured face standing next to her pure and immaculate self, as a desecration

She deserved someone better.

could be anyone's goddess, the beloved of someone's heart,

thinking it through, Kelvin turned around, once again looking at her delicate

expression on your face clearly, how do I know if you

want

"Sit down, come closer."

seeing it, will

"Yes."

do as she

the edge of her bed, his large hands hidden in the folds of his robe gripping tightly, tiny beads of sweat seeping through his

clear as water and as she looked at him, Kelvin felt

face was somewhat flushed, and he tried to get up but it didn't go

sure now? I am not just the person you keep talking about, and, I ask you to call me Mr.

Mr. Walker?

sniffled, her tone not sounding too

You don't even want your family name anymore? In that case, maybe our child in my belly should have

that was absolutely

so angry. How could his child

deliberately provoking

prickly demeanor, she resembled the Cheyenne he knew, like a small hedgehog brimming with thorns. Kelvin's Adam's apple moved as he maintained silence, not wanting to answer that

"Ah! It hurts!"

of pain reached his ears, startling him. He thought something had happened to Cheyenne and

his concerned emotions were apparent in his eyes,

It had been an act, a deliberate test to see if she still held a place

appearance, Cheyenne couldn't help but smile in happiness. She suddenly

fall, Kelvin quickly opened his strong arms and firmly

he feared that his rigid embrace might harm the child in her belly, so he struggled to support

his body. In a sudden motion, she removed the mask from his face,

"Clap."

was too late. The silver mask fell to the