She Became Rich After Divorce (Cheyenne and Kelvin) novel Chapter 222

Chapter 222: It Was Just a Dream

From the way things looked, it seemed like the beautiful girl and the man in black were the ones in love.

Didn't you see the look in his eyes? From the moment he appeared, he never took his eyes off her. The woman who claimed to be his current wife had no presence at all.

From Cheyenne's reaction, they could tell she had a handsome and excellent pursuer who loved her just as much. She didn't seem to care about fighting for a man.

It was like a couple having an argument, with the boyfriend not knowing how to coax her.

"Kelvin, are you crazy? Let me go... you're making me so angry. Don't touch me."

"It's too late. I don't even know how many times I've touched you already."

They used to have an intimate relationship where he knew every secret about her. What was this level of intimacy compared to that?

Their arguing voices grew quieter and quieter until Kelvin threw Cheyenne onto the passenger seat of his car and fastened her seatbelt before driving away.

The onlookers dispersed one by one.

The tree on the side of road broke its branches due to too much weight and leaves scattered everywhere as if it had experienced a terrible typhoon.

As for that five million dollar check, no one knew where it went anymore.

Sam straightened out his clothes, then walked towards his luxury car with long strides while warmly greeting Abbie,

"Miss Lawrence, I have something else going on, so I'll leave now. See you later."

After speaking, Sam left Abbie alone, who stared at the smashed car and angrily kicked it once.

While she was holding onto her chest with one hand while squatting down in pain, her gaze slowly turned into fierce determination.

The luxury car raced down the road with an extremely oppressive atmosphere inside; Cheyenne tried several times to undo her seat belt and jump out of window but Kelvin held onto her hand tightly each time.

With only one hand holding onto the steering wheel, he turned around coldly and scolded angrily, "Are you trying to kill yourself? Sitting next to me really makes you feel this uncomfortable? You can't even stay with me for a few minutes?"

Cheyenne looked at him like she was looking at a monster and smirked coldly, "It is quite uncomfortable indeed. Kelvin, what do you want?"

The man tightly pursed his lips, with his hand on the steering wheel. The veins on the back of his hand were prominent, and his long and distinct knuckles clenched tightly. Sweat oozed from the palm of his hand.

He hesitated to speak.

The anger in his heart could not be expressed, and he didn't know what he was doing!

At the moment, when Sam crouched down to tend to her wound, she became unrecognizable to herself. Anger, jealousy, surprise... various emotions intertwined and ultimately broke through his proud rationality.

Taking her away from Sam was not a momentary impulse, but rather his most genuine reaction from the bottom of his heart.

Kelvin quickly calmed himself down, released the hand he was holding, and let out a sigh.

After a moment of silence, he finally parted his lips and uttered a sentence. "Jumping off a moving vehicle is very dangerous. Don't attempt to do such foolish things."