She Became Rich After Divorce (Cheyenne and Kelvin) novel Chapter 394

Chapter 394: Indifference

Kelvin felt an indescribable sense of accomplishment as he watched her enjoy her meal so heartily. A contented smile, reminiscent of an old father, appeared on his face. He casually pulled out a tissue and gracefully wiped his hands, all the while keeping his gaze fixed on Cheyenne. Unconsciously, a trace of indulgent smile played on his lips.

Unable to resist, he reminded her, "Take it slow."

"Mm-hmm," Cheyenne responded.

Feeling a bit self-conscious under his intense gaze, Cheyenne turned her body towards the other side and hastily stuffed more food into her mouth. Within minutes, she had finished the bowl of porridge, but she was still only half full. Licking her rosy lips, her hands cradling the empty bowl, she looked at him with her deep, watery eyes, saying nothing.

Kelvin couldn't help but let out a soft chuckle. He reached out with a large hand and gently stroked her long hair, showing an inexplicable tenderness. Startled, she widened her eyes and hurriedly moved away from his touch. With narrowed eyes and a cold tone, she said, "Don't touch me."

It seemed that she truly disliked him.

Kelvin felt an indescribable frustration, and awkwardly withdrew his hand. "Sorry, I only wanted to help you fix your hair, as it was a bit messy."

Her hair was messy?

Cheyenne waved it off, resembling an elderly man, and thrusted the bowl into his hands, saying, "Another one."

"..."

This time the porridge came without chopped green onions, allowing Cheyenne to eat cozily. Kelvin, however, felt a bit regretful that he couldn't continue helping her pick out the green onions.

While eating, Cheyenne brought up the matter and asked Kelvin directly, "Why did you go to TWILIGHT?"

Instead of answering her question directly, Kelvin countered, "What about you? Why did you go to TWILIGHT?"

The dark side of the world had nothing to do with her. Though Cheyenne was willful and exuberant, she had never done anything too outrageous. She shouldn't have any ties with TWILIGHT.

Cheyenne hesitated for a moment. After satisfying her hunger and thirst, her craving for cigarettes emerged. She tapped her fingers rhythmically on the table.

"Give me a cigarette first," she demanded.

Kelvin furrowed his brows fiercely. "You, a young girl, why are you smoking?"

He remembered that she used to not smoke.

"A young girl?" Cheyenne sneered, stood up, and boldly placed her knees on Kelvin's lap. Looking down at him with dominance, a hint of mockery in her tone, she exhaled softly, "I stopped being a girl a long time ago. Or have you forgotten, Mr. Foley, that you were the one who turned me from a girl into a woman?"

Kelvin didn't need to lift his head to see her fair face. The coldness and disdain in her eyes ignited an intense desire to conquer within him. Cheyenne's audacious demeanor somehow made her unbearably attractive.