She Became Rich After Divorce (Cheyenne and Kelvin) novel Chapter 384

Chapter 384: You Wear Mine

Kelvin deeply regretted not putting in the effort to understand her in the beginning.

"No, it's not that I look down on you, I just dislike when others forcefully interfere with my life," he replied.

He had been independent since childhood, making his own decisions and acting on his own. Despite his strength, he couldn't tolerate being forced when choosing a life partner.

After marriage, he was afraid that Cheyenne, this clingy fairy, would enchant his mind and turn him into someone else, so he suppressed his true thoughts and tried to distance himself from her.

As for Abbie, Kelvin had always treated her like a sister until he discovered her malicious side.

If it was in the past, she would have been happy to hear those words. But now... in the face of an uncertain situation, her heart had become numb.

"Kelvin, what you say now doesn't matter anymore," she said calmly.

Kelvin tightly clenched his large hand, and sweat began to form in his palm. He wanted to tell Cheyenne that he liked her.

But he knew that saying those words would only make her scornful.

Cheyenne, what should I do with you?

They didn't know how long they had been waiting. When they were both delirious from hunger, they finally heard footsteps.

Someone was coming.

Kelvin was the first to react. His deep-set eyes looked extremely sharp in the darkness as he shook the petite woman next to him.

He leaned down and whispered in her ear, "Cheyenne, wake up, someone's coming."

Cheyenne was in a daze from sleep and smacked her dry lips before gradually waking up. She had just dreamt of gnawing on a chicken leg...

Instantly, she became fully awake and tensed up, entering a state of alertness.

She hid together with Kelvin behind a shelf, peering through the cracks to watch the figure at the door.

Suddenly, the room lit up, causing the two who had been in darkness for a long time to feel a little uncomfortable.

Kelvin immediately reached out his large hand to cover Cheyenne's eyes and slowly opened his own eyeless sockets.

He considerately whispered in her ear, "Take it slow."

"Mm."

Two people entered, both wearing black robes and white featureless masks.

Whoosh.

They removed the black velvet that had been hanging on the shelf, and just as the velvet slowly fell to the ground, Kelvin covered Cheyenne's eyes once again.

"Mmm..."

"Uh... Kelvin, what are you doing?"

Because there were people present, she didn't dare to speak too loudly, her voice as soft as a mosquito.

The man's gaze was fixed on the objects on the shelf, which were full of transparent glass jars.

Looking at them, he felt a chill run up his spine, causing him to shudder.

Inside the blue and purple liquid in the jars were pale hands, eyeballs, hearts, half of a hand, or even a complete baby, which appeared to be only three or four months old, along with the placenta soaking in the eerie liquid.

The child had already taken shape with eyes the size of mung beans, looking in his direction with a faint smile on his lips.

It seemed that the child had been cut out while his mother was playing with it...

This spine-chilling scene was even more terrifying than a horror movie.

Kelvin closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and couldn't help but think of another painful experience. His and Cheyenne's child was lost when it was three months old too. This was also the reason why he couldn't let Cheyenne see this.

The two quickly exchanged a few words and took one of the glass jars off the shelf, opened it up, and wrapped the severed hand inside a black plastic bag before covering it with gauze. After all was said and done, the two hurriedly left.