She Became Rich After Divorce (Cheyenne and Kelvin) novel Chapter 1

Chapter: 1 No Longer Mrs. Foley

The Foley Villa in Akloit.

In front of the mirror stood a woman wearing a white cotton camisole nightgown that reached her knees, revealing fair arms and slender legs.

Her chestnut hair contrasted against her pale face; the once bright eyes were devoid of their youthful radiance on this day marking 1162nd day since she married Kelvin Foley.

For over three years, Cheyenne Lawrence was nominally "Mrs. Foley", confined to this cold mansion, waiting for his occasional return.

At the thought of this, she suddenly laughed at herself.

How much courage did she have back then to think that she could warm up Kelvin, this stubborn and hardhearted man?

A servant approached her with a black evening gown in hand, her eyes filled with coldness and disdain.

"Miss Lawrence, Mr. Foley will be back soon. You should change into this dress to greet him."

No one here acknowledged her as "Mrs. Foley", whether Kelvin or the household servants.

Cheyenne Lawrence was like an unwanted person who they deeply despised.

She reached out her small hand and picked up the black long dress. She dressed like an exquisite and noble princess sitting obediently on the sofa waiting for that man's arrival.

Then he would take her for divorce!

Yes, their marriage was coming to an end today because that woman had returned.

Cheyenne looked at herself in the mirror before suddenly bursting into a charming smile. After all it was her last day as "Mrs. Foley."

She took out lipstick from her purse and painted it onto her lips while staring at herself on the phone screen.

She looked just like a fairy!

Outside the door came heavy yet rhythmic footsteps; each step felt like it tugged at Cheyenne's heartstrings.

Despite a handful of his visits in the past three years, Cheyenne could recognize him immediately. It was him!

"Bang!"

The glass door was pushed open from the outside with force, and the autumn wind brought with it a flurry of dead leaves that landed by the man's polished leather shoes.

He stepped on them without hesitation.