She Became Rich After Divorce (Cheyenne and Kelvin) novel Chapter 210

Chapter 210: Seeing Through Her Pretense of Illness

Cheyenne finally realized that something was off in the room. She looked at old Mr. Foley's knowing smile, felt embarrassed and angry. She kicked Kelvin away with her dirty foot, leaving a dusty footprint on his black suit after stepping on the ground for a while.

She sat up with her long chestnut curly hair falling naturally on her thin shoulders, highlighting her stunningly beautiful face. In contrast, Kelvin was tense all over with his eyebrows furrowed tightly as he stared at his clothes for a few seconds.

Just then, the maid's panicked voice came from outside the door. "Something is wrong! Miss Berry has fainted!"

Kelvin's expression changed when he heard this news. He glanced heavily at Cheyenne and reminded her to wait for him before turning around to leave.

"Why should I?" Cheyenne, full of resentment and disdain, hopped off the bed and landed barefoot on the floor, accentuating the fragility of her injured foot.

However, her infuriating expression left Kelvin seething with frustration and nowhere to vent it. He turned away and left the room.

"Grandpa, can you watch over her? I'll be back soon."

Old Mr. Foley initially had reservations about letting him go, but after witnessing the strained relationship between the two, he eventually agreed.

"Go ahead, but be sure to come back early," he said.

"Understood," Kelvin replied.

'And so he left, for his beloved Abbie had fainted. Cheyenne, what are you fantasizing about? Haven't you realized that you meant nothing to him? It had always been your unrequited love during those three years. Kelvin never said he liked you, nor was he ever friendly towards you. But he could be so gentle towards Abbie instead.' Cheyenne thought.

She tried hard to pretend that she didn't care about but a disappointed look flashed across her eyes which was noticed by old Mr. Foley.

He walked towards her with a smile and pulled Emelia along with him in front of Cheyenne, requiring Emelia to make an apology.

Emelia reluctantly raised her chin, showed disgust on her face but had to give in.

Cheyenne saw the unwillingness in Emelia's eyes and felt pleasure. "I can't bear Miss Foley's apology; Besides, ignorance is bliss; I just didn't tell anyone that I could actually dance ballet."

"..."

The smug look on Cheyenne's face made Emelia so angry. She finally understood this despicable woman was clearly setting a trap for her to fall into.

She was so foolish that she fell for it and even made Abbie embarrassed.

Old Mr. Foley didn't have much to say. After all, Emelia was in the wrong.

"Cheyenne, don't be angry. It's all my fault. First, take care of your foot injury."

As soon as the words fell, a middle-aged doctor in a white coat quickly walked up and knelt down to examine Cheyenne's injuries.

"Grandpa, this has nothing to do with you."

"That's good, I was afraid that if you got angry, you wouldn't even recognize me."