She Became Rich After Divorce (Cheyenne and Kelvin) novel Chapter 245

Chapter 245: How Could Kelvin Feel Guilty?

Cheyenne who was just acting tough a moment ago turned out to be strong on the inside. If she wasn't really afraid of him, why did she take a step back and close her eyes tightly?

Feeling him grab her hand, Cheyenne resisted. His slightly rough fingertips slid over her soft palm, and the long-lost electric feeling appeared once again.

Her heart couldn't help but skip a beat.

Just as she was about to retract her hand, a piece of paper fell into it. Cheyenne's gaze fell onto the thin sheet of paper.

She frowned before putting on a self-deprecating smile. "What? Is this Mr. Foley's divorce compensation for me? No need, I'm not so poor that I need my ex-husband's help."

Her mocking smile made Kelvin feel uncomfortable for a moment. He squeezed her hand tightly and said in an unfriendly tone, "What are you thinking? Open it first."

Cheyenne pushed away his grip with reluctance but still opened the yellowed paper.

When she saw the title on it, Cheyenne's eyes turned red and tears welled up in them.

Three years had passed since then, but that feeling of despair and heartache hadn't decreased even by half a point with time.

She thought she had forgotten about it already, but seeing this abortion record once again brought back that piercing pain all over again.

Lying on the cold operating table under bright lights, she dreamed of the child who never got to see this world yet.

He was very pretty; small enough to not even reach up to her knee yet resembled Kelvin in appearance while having eyes like hers. He lifted his tear-stained face and asked why he wasn't wanted?

Cheyenne's expression when looking at this abortion record didn't seem fake at all; tears flashed across her eyes before disappearing quickly from sight, leaving an indelible impression upon Kelvin's heart.

"Do you owe me an explanation?" came his suppressed voice from above.

She coldly curled the corner of her lips, while tearing apart that abortion record slowly.

The intense hatred hidden behind that smile made Kelvin feel like he didn't know the woman standing before him anymore.

"Explanation? What right do you have to ask me for an explanation?"

"This child is also mine, don't I have the right to ask?" He tried to suppress his anger, veins bulging on his forehead, and his once handsome features became distorted.

"But don't forget that you didn't want him in the first place!"

Cheyenne's angry shout hit him hard. The man fell silent instantly, staring at her with a complex and depressed expression.

The torn paper slowly fell from her hand like snowflakes scattering beautifully on the ground.

"When I asked you if we should have a child back then, what was your answer?" Cheyenne sneered and imitated his cold tone. "Any woman can give birth to my child except you, Cheyenne."

That's why she dared not tell him about her unexpected pregnancy. He disappeared for two whole months without even making a phone call.

Coincidentally, it was during that time that Metshire experienced its most tumultuous days, with rioters wreaking havoc on Financial Street. The news was filled with reports of innocent entrepreneurs being kidnapped and tragic incidents tied to the unrest.