She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 434: I Didn't Touch Them Cheyenne slowly heaved a sigh of relief, as she had managed to convince Eddie with her feeble excuses. She attributed all of this to Kelvin's actions; if it weren't for his recklessness, none of this would have happened...

Suddenly, Eddie placed the soup dumplings he had bought on the table and spoke gently, "Cheyenne, you must be starving. Eat them while they're hot." As he began to move the documents on the table, Cheyenne's sharp eyes caught sight of suspicious water stains on one of the papers, and her mind felt as if it had been struck by a resounding bell. Damn Kelvin, can't he even tidy things up properly? This isn't just swater stains, it's...

She quickly picked up the document and haphazardly stuffed it behind a bookshelf, her face turning red, her voice becoming slightly hoarse and seductive.

"That's nothing important." Finally noticing that something was off, Eddie stared at Cheyenne's beautiful face for quite stime, anxiously asking, "Cheyenne, why is your face so red? Are you okay? Do you have a fever or something?" As he spoke, he reached out his hand to touch Cheyenne's cheek.

Kelvin couldn't sit still seeing this situation. He immediately stood up from his seat, walked over, and firmly held Cheyenne's shoulder, pulling her into his embrace. His deep, dark eyes gleamed with a hint of satisfaction.

"Mr. Zamora, no need to worry. She just has sensitive skin and got irritated by the disinfectant. I'll take her out for a walk. As for the soup dumplings, thank you for your trouble, you can enjoy them yourself." Without waiting for the other two to react, Kelvin had taken hold of Cheyenne's slender waist and led her out of the office.

As they left, she caught a glimpse of a ring on the table and casually picked it up, slipping it into the pocket of her white coat.

"Wait." "No need to wait. Mr. Zamora won't mind." Eddie watched their retreating figures, one in front and one behind, with a handsface that revealed a bitter smile.

Perhaps Cheyenne still had feelings for Kelvin.

Just based on this, he had lost.

Kelvin strutted proudly with her in his arms as they made a conspicuous entrance and exit at the hospital, catching the attention of many colleagues and patients. The first reaction was surprise, followed by envy, jealousy, and even hatred...

Cheyenne didn't have tto observe all of this, as Kelvin had already brought her to the hospital entrance.

His luxury car was parked by the roadside, and Chris had woken up from his nap in the car. There were about ten cigarette butts on the lid of the garbage bin at the car's door, evidence of his boredom just now Cheyenne's cursing woke him up, and he jerked up from the steering wheel, looking towards the window.

The contrasting black and white, the combination of a suit and a white coat, unexpectedly looked harmonious and pleasing to the eye. Unfortunately, Miss Lawrence seemed to be behaving like a reluctant kidnap victim, squeezing Kelvin's waist so hard that it hurt so much.

Kelvin endured it and took in a sharp breath, "Hiss. Be gentle, if I get injured, how will I spoil you?" "Don't I have the ability to find new booty call?" Kelvin was angry now, squeezing his large hand that was wrapped around her waist, his raised eyebrows showing visible anger.

"Is what happened just now as simple as a booty call to you?" 'Does that mean anyone else can sleep with her, besides him? Like that geeky guy earlier, or that cunning Mr. Lara? Even the leg-broken Iker... Are Cheyenne can booty call them?' Whenever Kelvin thought about Cheyenne's alluring and gentle appearance under another man, jealousy consumed him.

He was considering whether to buy an iron chain to keep her by his side so that she would obey and not go out to find those other men.

Cheyenne was deliberately provoking him, and she retorted assertively, “What? Is it not allowed? So, only you can have affairs with different women? I never cared about your past scandals with those female stars, or your socializing at the Vintage Club, or even sleeping with your first love! I have never interfered!" Listening to her unreasonable words, Kelvin's face turned purple with anger, and he glared at her fiercely.

"All those scandals were fake, and as for the socializing, I never even touched those dirty women!" He used to refuse explanations, simply because he felt disdainful. Men of their status and position always had social engagements outside, and it was inevitable to be flattered with beautiful women. Role-playing was just part of the job.

But Kelvin would only have a drink with them; he never let those women touch him, not even with a finger.

As for the scandals, most of them were deliberately fabricated by those small-starlet queens with grand ambitions. He couldn't be bothered, and the company had a professional PR team. As long as it didn't affect the company's interests, they wouldn't pursue legal action.

Sometimes, they could even use the scandal as an advertisement, a win-win situation.

He never thought that Cheyenne would feel upset seeing those news articles because each the returned home, she seemed cheerful and showed no signs of sadness.

Kelvin had thought about bringing it up several times, but Cheyenne's smiling face made him feel it wasn't necessary.

He had cleanliness OCD; Cheyenne believed he never had physical contact with other women. But what about Abbie? In the hospital, Abbie admitted that she and Kelvin were about to get engaged and were living together.

Kelvin lost count of how many times he explained that issue, and he felt mentally exhausted.

He didn't know whether he should be glad or worried.

The gladness was that at least Cheyenne asked about Abbie, which meant she was jealous, believing she had a place in her heart.

The worry was that he didn't know how to prove his innocence.

In the end, he decided to pick her up and forcefully put her in the backseat of the car, closing the door. "Let go, I'm still working. What are you doing?" She reached out her small hand to push the car door, but Kelvin ordered Chris to lock the door, with his eyebrows raised.

"What's good about going to work? If you really want to work, then work for me!" "Pfft!" An untimely muffled laughter filled the car.

Cheyenne suddenly becquiet, staring at the back of Chris's head... Kelvin's cold and eerie gaze followed. Chris was rendered speechless.

"Sorry, Mr. Foley. I... I was just playing around with banter. I'm sorry..." Cheyenne looked disgusted and said, "You're 30 years old and still playing with childish banter? Disgusting." "30 years old?" Chris shrugged helplessly and whispered, “Miss Lawrence, I'm only 29 this year." "Tsk, you're older than your boss. You're almost 30! Round it off, it's basically 30, right?" "Oh... So that's how rounding off works. I've been ignorant, I suppose." Chris coughed and lowered his head, focusing on driving.

"That's how I do it. If you can't accept it, tough luck!" "No, no, I accept it. Miss Lawrence, you're truly clever." Miss Lawrence, really now? Who said only women care about age? Don't men care too? Just the thought of turning 30 this year and still not having a girlfriend made Chris even more despondent. But what shattered him even more was yet to come.

Kelvin announced something that struck Chris to his core, "This month, your salary will be cut by half!" Couldn't he just focus on driving properly? Did he have to seek attention like this?

Kelvin did smental calculation and realized that Cheyenne had just spoken four sentences with Chris, which was more than she had spoken with him the whole tthey were together. Let's say each sentence was worth a thousand bucks. If Chris knew that the reason his salary was cut was because he talked more with Miss Lawrence than Kelvin, he would have chosen to tape his mouth shut.

A jealous person can be really terrifying.

To make matters worse, just a few days ago, Kelvin had announcedha two-thousand-dollar raise; but before he could even receive the money, four thousand was deducted. He lost two thousand in the end! "Where are we going, Mr. Foley?" This time, Chris was smarter. Whenever Cheyenne spoke to him, he pretended not to hear and directly asked Kelvin.

After a moment of contemplation, Kelvin replied, “Let's find a restaurant.” "Yes!"

Chris felt a spark of hope. This could be his chance for a salary increase! It just so happened that a few days ago, when he googled how to win a woman's heart, he stumbled upon sstrategies, and one of them recommended taking her to eat delicious food. They even included a popular restaurant with good reviews.

Coincidentally, it was in Akloit.