She Became Rich After Divorce (Cheyenne and Kelvin) novel Chapter 382

Chapter 382: Can You Be More Reliable

Kelvin felt aggrieved. If he were really shameless, he could have taken advantage of her when she was asleep last night. But he didn't. He had endured until this morning, just when he had finally calmed down, and then Cheyenne rubbed her foot against it like that...

He was a normal man!

She knew how much he restrained himself when it came to such matters.

She had aroused his desires herself, so why was she blaming him?

"Cheyenne, be reasonable. Even if I were to take you, it wouldn't be at a time or place like this..."

Hmph! What did he mean by that? If it were a different place and time, did he have other intentions?

At his words, her face inexplicably turned red. Fortunately, it was dark in the room, so he couldn't see her face.

Cheyenne quickly pulled her legs back and immediately heard a muffled groan from the man, raspy and sexy.

Her mind went blank, buzzing in her ears, and her ears involuntarily turned red.

"Kelvin, you..."

"Hmm? Don't worry, my whole body is in pain now. I won't do anything to you."

There was still a bullet embedded in his shoulder.

He took the bullet for her, otherwise it would be her who would be in pain now.

It had been a whole night, and his wound had been left untreated. It was probably infected by now... Cheyenne tentatively reached out and touched his forehead.

It was burning hot.

Her fingers were icy cold, and when they touched him, it was like a cool breeze on a hot summer day, refreshing to the heart.

"You have a fever."

Just as Cheyenne was about to pull her hand back, her pale wrist was suddenly held by a scorching hot big hand.

Kelvin unconsciously pressed her hand against his face and said, "Don't... don't go, Cheyenne..."

Hearing those words come out of his mouth, Cheyenne was slightly stunned for a second. She tried to struggle, but found that he was holding her hand too tightly for her to break free, so she just went along with him.

She really didn't know if he was pretending or if he was really delirious from the fever!

He must be delirious, otherwise why would he hold her hand and gently call her "Cheyenne"?

Time passed slowly, Cheyenne had just woken up and wasn't sleepy at all, but beside her, Kelvin started to fall into a deep sleep.

Suddenly, there was a slight weight on her shoulder.

It turned out that Kelvin's head had somehow ended up resting on her shoulder.

Cheyenne hesitated and reached out with her other hand, intending to push him away. But somehow, she let out a sigh and lowered her hand.

Forget it, considering he's currently ill.

Unconsciously, Cheyenne fell into a deep sleep again. When she woke up, the room was still immersed in darkness, and she had a strange feeling as if time had stretched on endlessly.

The person beside her was trembling, his body burning hot, but he whispered softly, "Cheyenne, I'm cold. Can you hug me?"

He suddenly hugged her waist, pulling her back into his embrace. His fiery kisses landed on her earlobe, and even his breath felt scorching like the summer wind.

"Kelvin, wake up, don't sleep..."

"Cold... Cheyenne... Cheyenne is in my dream. So warm."

"Kelvin? Can you hear me?"

"..."

Oh no, if this continues, even if they manage to go out, he may become a simpleton due to the high fever.

Imagine Akloit's prestigious billionaire Kelvin, the decisive dictator, becoming a simpleton. That would truly be doing the world a favor.

While she entertained such thoughts, Cheyenne was quickly thinking of a solution in her mind.

She reached towards her waist and felt around. Kelvin noticed her movements and subconsciously tightened his arms.