She Became Rich After Divorce (Cheyenne and Kelvin) novel Chapter 215

Chapter 215: Without Giving a Baby

Kelvin was awakened by the noisy sounds coming from downstairs. As he opened his eyes, the light from the floor-to-ceiling window shone on him. He could still faintly smell Cheyenne's elegant fragrance in his nose.

He couldn't remember how long it had been since he had slept well. Whenever he smelled Cheyenne's scent before falling asleep, he would sleep soundly until morning.

Cheyenne!

The man immediately sat up and turned to look at where she had been lying next to him. The pillow was indented, and her hair remained on the snow-white pillowcase.

His large hand covered it, still feeling her warmth. She must have just left.

Kelvin couldn't help but scowl with anger visible on his face.

The note beside the coin on the bedside table caught Kelvin's attention, and his gaze followed it as he picked it up to read what was written on it: "I paid for my services; your skills are only worth one dollar!"

In his mind appeared a picture of that exquisite and beautiful face of hers when she stood in front of him paying for their encounter - so arrogant and disdainful!

Kelvin clenched the coin before throwing it away with a grim expression like a demon crawling out of hell - terrifying.

He muttered an obscenity under his breath.

'She better not let me catch her again or else she'll experience what it feels like not being able to leave bed for three days!'

As noises came from downstairs again, Kelvin quickly got dressed in a bathrobe before heading down to see what was happening.

The lobby was crowded with people; doctors and nurses wearing white coats surrounded an old man in the middle while Emelia cried so much that her eyes were swollen with tears rolling down uncontrollably. The atmosphere in the hall was extremely depressing as Kelvin furrowed his eyebrows, walked over there and asked, "What happened?"

Seeing Kelvin made Emelia cry even harder as she answered intermittently between sobs, "It's all because of that bitch Cheyenne! She made Grandpa pass out."

Cheyenne?

At the mention of this name, Kelvin thought it was impossible. Grandpa treated her so well while Cheyenne also respected Grandpa very much too... However, this idea began shaking inside him soon enough after realizing that she might have known Grandpa drugged her.

At that moment, the unconscious old Mr. Foley slowly opened his eyes and pointed at Kelvin. The latter immediately stepped forward and held onto his arm while supporting him to sit up with his other hand.

This position finally made old Mr. Foley more comfortable. He took a deep breath and sighed, "It has nothing to do with Cheyenne. I've known my poor conditions for a long time."

He had been dragging it out just so he could see Kelvin get married and have children before he passed away.

Who knew this brat hadn't even given him any after three years?

Five years ago, old Mr. Edwards had told him that if his old injury recurred, he would have to take care of himself to relieve the symptoms.

Unless he was given more expert medical treatment, he would never fully recover.

That's why three years ago, he forced Kelvin to get married because his illness could relapse at any time; whether or not he woke up was another matter.

"Grandpa, you're still talking about that bitch Cheyenne now? If she didn't make you angry, how could you faint?" Emelia stomped her foot in anger and pouted her lips as if she were about to cry.