She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 458: Not Getting Angry Because I Don't Care In the midst of contemplation, the door to the room was pushed open from the outside.

Abbie changed into a sexy apricot suspenders nightgown, with a deep V-neck revealing a fair glimpse of her chest. Her cleavage protruded like a shallow stream in the countryside.

Her long chestnut hair flowed freely as she walked towards him with a seductive sway, barefoot.

Kelvin glanced at her briefly before averting his gaze, staring out of the window with a gloomy expression. "What do you want?" His voice was as cold as the frost in autumn, imposing without anger.

Abbie, however, ignored his question and walked over, elegantly sitting on his lap, her fair arms wrapping around his neck, her body rubbing against his chest like a seductive snake. The strong scent of her perffilled his nostrils, making him feel nauseous and sick to his stomach.

Kelvin tightly closed his eyes, the veins on his forehead bulging, a look of discomfort and disgust hurting Abbie's self-esteem.

"Do I disgust you this much? Do you even find looking atunnecessary?" she said with a bitter and miserable smile.

"Yes! You makesick now," Kelvin replied without hesitation, his voice calm as if discussing the weather casually.

This response wasn't particularly hurtful, but it was highly insulting.

Especially to a woman who had loved him so deeply for many years, the pain wasn't from unrequited love but from the fact that he didn't need her love at all.

Abbie's cool and fair fingertips caressed Kelvin's eyebrows and eyes, as if touching a rare treasure delicately. "You know, Kelvin, from the moment I saw you, I wanted to sit in your arms and caress your face like this. It feels wonderful," Abbie said.

Kelvin turned his head, avoiding her fingers, and coldly uttered a short sentence, "Shameless, don't touch me!" The more he resisted, the more audacious Abbie became.

After all, he was now tied to the chair, unable to move. The wealthy and powerful Akloit tycoon could only be controlled like a doll by her.

"Hehe, there's no one else in this room. What are you embarrassed about? Oh, by the way, Cheyenne is here too... Imagine her reaction if she were to see us together... Hahaha," Abbie said, deliberately teasing.

At the mention of "Cheyenne," Kelvin finally opened his eyes, and his face finally showed a change in expression. His heartstrings tightened, filled with worry.

Why was Cheyenne here? Was she captured too? Abbie noticed his concern and playfully whispered in his ear, her body leaning close to his.

"When we were at the hospital last time, I told Cheyenne that we slept together. Surprisingly, she remained calm. Kelvin, are you sure Cheyenne still loves you?" "Why didn't you choose me? I'm wealthy now. My disease has long been cured. If you want children, I can give you that too," she continued.

After hearing her words, Kelvin's handsface turned even more grim. No wonder Cheyenne looked at him with disdain and disgust when she saw him and Abbie together at the hospital.

Little did he know that their current position was also quite intimate, and all of this was presented before Cheyenne's almond eyes.

Cheyenne was momentarily stunned, but then becinterested in watching the unfold. If her mouth weren't gagged, she would have liked to give sguidance.

Abbie must be wearing two layers of breast pads to make her chest look like that! Abbie had tried to make herself sex, but why was she still standing there foolishly? Wasn't she supposed to take off Kelvin's clothes? Kelvin, the despicable man, was blocked by Abbie, so Cheyenne couldn't see his reaction.

But even without thinking, Cheyenne knew that this guy must be enjoying himself now. With a beautiful woman willingly throwing herself at him, he was truly lucky. While Cheyenne inwardly sighed, her gaze unexpectedly collided with Kelvin's eyes.

In that split second of eye contact, there was a feeling as if they had traveled through centuries. The deep blackness in his eyes reflected her image. Unreasonably, this made her face feel hot.

Was Kelvin unwilling? What reason does he have to be unwilling? It's not like it's the first time... It was just like free food delivered to his door, why wouldn't he eat it? But then, she remembered that she was being tied now.

If Kelvin could manage to please Abbie and let them both go, then she would appreciate him.

Seemingly understanding the "hint" in Cheyenne's gaze, his eyes began to fill with anger, chillingly cold.

Abbie found no warmth she desired from Kelvin, so she had to leave his lap.

Following his line of sight, she looked towards the closet.

She couldn't help but coldly chuckle.

"So, you knew Cheyenne was here too. Since that's the case, I don't have to hide anymore." With her arms crossed, she walked to the entrance of the closet, opened it, and grabbed Cheyenne by her hair, pulling her out.

Abbie usually pretended to be soft and delicate, but she was actually stronger than Cheyenne.

With this yank, she nearly ripped off a patch of Cheyenne's scalp. Cheyenne's face, which was pale and delicate, contorted in pain as she stared intently at Abbie.

Damn it! If it wasn't for her hands being tied up now, based on Abbie alone, would she dare to touch her beautiful hair? What a disgusting person! This was the hair she had spent thousands of dollars maintaining. If one strand fell out, she would lament it for half a day.

"Mmm... uh..." Kelvin watched Cheyenne in pain and wished he could endure the pain for her.

"Abbie, let her go! If there's anything, take it up with me."

Proudly, Abbie continued to sow discord between the two of them.

"Are you protecting her now? Kelvin, you said before that you would date E anyone in this world except for Cheyenne. You said you dislike her and find her annoying whenever you see her." Kelvin nervously stared at the ground.

He did say those things before.

But they weren't his true feelings. It was because Abbie intentionallym brought up Cheyenne in front of him that he would respond like that. He sneakily glanced at Cheyenne, who was sitting on the ground with a calm expression.

Clearly, Abbie's words didn't affect her.

Cheyenne even had a twitch at the corner of her eye. Was this a fight between kindergarten children?

Kelvin.

Bringing up the other person's past embarrassments... She and Kelvin were already divorced. This level of divorce and talk was insignificant to her. She wasn't angry because she didn't care.