She Became Rich After Divorce (Cheyenne and Kelvin) novel Chapter 289

Chapter 289: Girls Should Be More Reserved

The night was as still as water, and the summer sky was adorned with shimmering stars that emitted faint, silvery glimmers. The dim waxing crescent moon hung against the black curtain of the night, its light gentle, casting an ethereal haze on the man's face.

He bathed in the silver radiance, and even his ink-black pajamas seemed to flow with a silver sheen, giving this ordinary sleepwear a new texture.

Iker gazed silently through the French windows at the road lamps outside, illuminating the tree leaves with a soft, yellowish light. The lamplight cast a reflection of greenish hues on the leaves, providing the most soothing colors for the eyes.

Green was the most comforting color for the eyes.

A muffled sound of footsteps approached from behind, and even without turning around, he knew who it was. He waited quietly for the person to come closer.

In the next moment, slender and delicate hands rested on the wheelchair. The figure reflected on the glass window was graceful and slim, with flowing chestnut hair and a gown whiter than moonlight. It was as if she were an elegant fairy.

"Grandfather has prepared the herbal bath, Master Iker. Shall we begin?" Her voice was clear and sweet, and as she slightly bent down, her disheveled chestnut hair cascaded onto his chest for a brief moment.

There was still some dampness in her hair, carrying a hint of rose fragrance, reminding him of the blue rose - a flower that symbolized an otherworldly enchantress.

A faint blush touched his usually cold features as he responded in a cool tone, averting his gaze from their reflection in the window. "Thank you for your efforts, old Mr. Edwards and Miss Lawrence."

"Of course." Following this, the spacious room was filled with the soft, rhythmic sound of high heels against the floor.

Clack, clack, clack...

The herbal bath was prepared in Iker's bedroom. Layne, wearing a pair of reading glasses, stood solemnly by the bathtub. He sprinkled a mixture of red and green herbal powders into the steaming water. The odorless and transparent liquid quickly transformed into a peculiar hue under the influence of the vibrant powders.

After Layne had sprinkled the herbal powders, he looked up and gave his granddaughter, Cheyenne, a cold glance. He said, not very pleased, "Why are you still standing here? What are you doing?"

Cheyenne, who was suddenly scolded by her grandfather, looked baffled. She spread her hands, expressing her confusion. "But Grandfather, I'll have to administer the injection later, right? So, of course, I need to stay here."

Layne's response was direct. "Yes, you'll administer the injection, but that would require Master Iker to undress. Get out now. Come back in when he's undressed."

Layne's words made Iker a bit embarrassed, and his usually cold face flushed slightly. The blush on his handsome face didn't escape Cheyenne's attention. She touched her nose, unfazed.

"I've seen quite a few male models in the nude. What's the big deal? Besides, during my medical studies, I've dealt with anatomical specimens with a 1:1 human scale, even the reproductive organs. So what's the fuss about?"

Cheyenne had seen Kelvin all clean and pristine.

Tanner and Omari, who had just entered to deliver the medicine, were both stunned. The room was filled with awkwardness, but Cheyenne seemed unfazed.

Omari, in particular, was feeling somewhat jealous. Those artificial anatomical models were lifeless, and Cheyenne's statement about her experience made him more willing to offer his own perfect body for study.

Iker was obviously embarrassed by the situation. Cheyenne had the audacity to compare him to those dumb medical instruments. It was truly infuriating!

"Cheyenne, get out! I'll call you back in later. You, as a young lady, should be more reserved!" Layne's conservative values had won, and Cheyenne had to sigh and leave.

Iker breathed a sigh of relief as she departed.