She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 499: Marrying Against One's Will She left him quietly and resolutely, in a manner that Iker could never forget. Her departure only brought greater advantages to that mother and son.

Kai swiftly processed the funeral, afraid of being affected in any way. Soon, he openly married Thalia, making that illegitimate son becMaster Davon of the Todd family. Meanwhile, his mother was forgotten.

More than that, Thalia found a fortune teller who advised Iker shouldn't live under the sroof as Kai or return huntil he reached the age of twenty.

So Kai sent him to the countryside, and he never showed concern for him. Iker thought that Kai loved Thalia deeply. However, in the second year after Thalia married into the Todd family, Isabella's younger sister also married Kai.

Iker once again felt the taste of betrayal. His mother's death meant nothing to Kai. Even the grandparents who raised her could readily marry off her younger daughter after her death. To them, whether it was the mother, the aunt, or even him, they were just pawns.

If he hadn't been spotted by Mr. Foley and sent to military school, frequently risking his life to advance the military industry, Kai might not have remembered that he had a son like Iker at all. His glorious years also propelled the Todd family from a third-rate family to a higher position, earning them a nin Onistead. But with his accident, everything reverted to square one.

Iker retrieved all of his mother's dowry and lived alone in the remote Iker's Estate. They met no more than a handful of times in three years.

Perhaps finally realizing his guilt, Kai took the initiative to find a doctor. But Iker had long given up hope. Everything Kai did seemed only to be for his remaining value to the Todd family.

After hearing his story, Cheyenne bitterly smiled, biting her red lip as she gazed at the ceiling, her eyes glistening with tears. “Master Iker, at least you had a mother to accompany you as you grew up. I've never seen my mom since birth, only her photo." Iker was momentarily dumbfounded, unsure how to comfort Cheyenne. She was right; at least he had a sensible and gentle mother, while she had carefully lived under the persecution of her stepmother, Malaya, since birth.

"Mr. Todd, flawed as he may be, didn't give your mother's inheritance to someone else. And George? He allowed Malaya to steal and sell my mother's dowry, leavingto live in want." As the legitimate heir, she suffered from poverty. Mentioning George and his family, the scornful expression on Cheyenne's face beceven more pronounced and disdainful. With her grandfather missing, she lost another person who cared for her.

After thinking for a while, Iker made a bold move. He embraced Cheyenne, patted his shoulder gently to signal her to lean on, his magnetic voice saying, "Miss Lawrence, everything will be fine. Old Mr. Edwards will be all right, and I believe that you will meet again someday." Cheyenne was momentarily stunned, unable to believe that she was being held in his arms. Iker's body exuded a cold aura.

"What are you two doing!" Suddenly, a voice erupted from behind, brimming with fury, as if catching a cheating spouse on the spot.

Startled, her heart skipped a beat, nearly leaping out of her chest.

She turned to look. Not far behind her and Iker, Kelvin had arrived without anyone noticing. He had changed out of his hospital gown into a new black suit, looking spirited. In his hands, he held an exquisite cake box.

The displeasure in the man's eyes were akin to a husband catching his wife in an affair.

Cheyenne withdrew from Iker's embrace and looked at Kelvin with a temporarily unfriendly tone. "Mr. Foley, didn't anyone tell you that it's basic courtesy not to raise your voice in someone else's home?" Kelvin strode over and grabbed her slender wrist, pulling her into his embrace and fixing his deep-set eyes on Iker, emitting a somber aura.

"Has nobody told you that staying alone with a stranger in the dead of night is extremely dangerous?" Cheyenne was dumbfounded. Dead of night? It was barely eight o'clock. Stranger? She and Master Iker were old acquaintances. Moreover, what business was it of Kelvin's? They were just friends now. Unwilling to be outdone, Iker shot back, "Mr. Foley, you're being overly meddlesome. What Miss Lawrence and I do certainly doesn't require your approval. Are you her guardian now?"

"Indeed, I am Cheyenne's guardian! With old Mr. Edwards absent bam her guardian. Don't think you can take advantage of the situation." Guardian? Cheyenne was astonished. "What? Why are you my guardian?" Kelvin pushed the cake he bought into her hands. "I am your husband, so I am, of course, your guardian." "But we've been..." Before she could finish, Kelvin carried her.

His handsand angry face was now close, but his mood was far from pleasant. His deep-set eyesh sparkled with a dangerous light as he warned, "Cheyenne... don't say that." They had divorced, but they could remarry. From today, he would officially pursue her.

Struggling in vain, Cheyenne relented and went along. With the box in her arms, she turned to Master Iker and shouted, "Master iker, go back hto visit your father before it's too late." Kelvin's face darkened further. He thought, 'What does Cheyenne mean? Is there any secrets between her and Iker?' "Understood, thank you, Miss Lawrence." Iker nodded, turned, and walked away with a smile.