She Became Rich After Divorce (Cheyenne and Kelvin) novel Chapter 412

Chapter 412: She Smiles at Him

Kelvin's heart grew sour with jealousy as he witnessed the harmonious scene between Cheyenne and Eddie. How could she be so happy smiling at another man? Juliana, noticing Kelvin ignoring her, stomped her foot in anger, secretly frustrated.

"Mr. Foley? Mr. Foley..."

But the man walked right past her without acknowledging her presence, his gaze fixed on Cheyenne and Eddie not far away. They seemed engrossed in a conversation, their lips almost touching as Cheyenne whispered in Benson's ear. Didn't she have any sense of shame?

"Eddie, look at this soft mass on Director Liu's abdomen, it doesn't feel right."

"Really?"

Eddie curiously placed his hand on Jase's abdomen, accidentally brushing against Cheyenne's hand. Despite it being a brief moment and through a layer of white rubber gloves, it caused Kelvin's eyebrows to furrow.

"Really? Let me have a look too!"

Suddenly, Kelvin walked over and inserted himself between the two, smoothly pushing Eddie aside. His hand boldly covered Cheyenne's hand. It was so petite; his hand could easily encompass it.

Unfortunately, after just a moment, she retrieved her hand, looking at him with eyes that seemed to see a monster.

Somewhat surprised, she spoke, "Don't you have mysophobia?"

Kelvin's mysophobia was so severe that it was maddening. For example, she once expressed her desire to adopt a cat. Of course, he didn't allow it because he believed animals carried a lot of bacteria and their fur was unclean.

But then one day, Cheyenne found a black stray dog on the street and named it Chance. Its front paw had been accidentally run over by a car, so it walked around limping, looking extremely pitiful.

So she secretly brought Chance home and kept it in the warehouse, bringing food and water there every day to take care of it.

When Kelvin discovered it, he flew into a rage. It took a lot of pleading for him to let Chance stay. However, he demanded that the housekeeper wash Chance three times a day... As a result, the once fluffy dog, due to excessive bathing, started losing hair and turned into something resembling a dachshund.

Unable to bear these rules, Chance secretly dug a hole under the fence in the corner of the warehouse one sunny evening and ran away, never to return.

Now Kelvin was touching a dead body with his own hand... It was something that would have been beyond belief in the past.

Kelvin was feeling sick to his stomach, even more so than when he was forced to wear someone else's shoes. The veins on the back of his hand were prominent, exposing his current state of mind. However, he had to grit his teeth and endure it.

"It's... it's nothing. Just searching for evidence," he managed to squeeze out through clenched teeth.

Cheyenne didn't quite believe his explanation and calmly walked up to Rex.

"Mr. Wood, there's something I must discuss with you. I suspect there are many suspicious aspects to Mr. Terry's death and I would like to perform an autopsy to further examine it. I kindly ask for your approval."