She Became Rich After Divorce (Cheyenne and Kelvin) novel Chapter 439

Chapter 439: Like Air

Kelvin felt powerless and wondered why Cheyenne's focus was so different from what he thought.

He suddenly reached out and grabbed Cheyenne's hand, placed on the table. His large hand covering her small hand was damp and hot.

She felt uncomfortable.

When she looked up into his shiny eyes, she saw herself reflected in them, and he was looking at her attentively.

"Trust me."

Cheyenne's fair face sank into contemplation at his words. Conflicted emotions surged like waves crashing against the shore, receding and advancing, coming and going.

All of these things were made up by Abbie... Should she trust Kelvin? The answer to this question had been in Cheyenne's mind all along. She had just been seeking a reason to believe Kelvin.

Kelvin was a businessman, and integrity was the foundation of a businessman. From this perspective, he wouldn't lie.

As an aloof genius, he didn't seem inclined to lie either.

She knew him well enough to know that he wouldn't deceive her.

His expressions of displeasure and indifference were always so direct that it lacked any gentlemanly demeanor...

In the gaze he expected from her, Cheyenne finally nodded. Her lips parted slightly, and she exhaled as she said, "I believe you now. You can let go."

Don't think she didn't notice that his palm was sweaty and that he tried to rub his hand back and forth against hers...

In this hot summer weather, didn't he think it was dirty?

When she said she believed him, Kelvin finally smiled. The corners of his eyes lifted, and his icy and stern face lit up.

Before he could get too happy, another ruthless blow struck. Cheyenne's harsh words left him looking lost and pitiful.

"Kelvin, just because I believe you doesn't mean I forgive you. I was serious when I said those things in the office. Let's end it here."

She was tired.

She had been chasing after him for eight years... always looking up at his back. Even a little bit of care from him was enough to make her happy for days.

Cheyenne coldly withdrew her hand, picked up the white towel on the table, and meticulously wiped her hands. She rubbed each finger carefully, especially her hand back, applying force and rubbing it several times.

It was starting to turn a bit red.

A prickling sensation ran through Kelvin's throat. Just as he was about to speak... his hoarse voice hadn't even uttered the first syllable when the knocking on the door interrupted him.

The restaurant manager appeared in front of them with five or six handsome waiters.

The aroma-rich and appetizing dishes were served one by one, but the manager noticed that the atmosphere in the private room was off, causing him to break out in a cold sweat underneath his shirt.

"Thank you, you can leave now."

Cheyenne didn't like people chattering in her ear while she was eating, especially now that she wasn't in a good mood. She directly refused the manager's hospitality.

"Yes, please enjoy your meal. If you need anything, just let us know."

After serving the food, the restaurant manager and the good-looking waiters left, leaving the private room to revert to its previous calm.

Cheyenne gathered all her emotions and once again put on a carefree and lazy smile on her delicate and beautiful face.

"Mr. Foley, it's time to eat. I'm hungry, let's eat first."

She rolled up her sleeves without hesitation and prepared to start eating. Her happy expression was completely different from her cold demeanor just now.

Kelvin had a thousand words in his heart but didn't know where to start. Cheyenne... I'm sorry.

Both of them ate their meals deep in thought, suddenly feeling that this expensive and authentic local cuisine was nothing special.

Compared to his elegant dining, Cheyenne appeared casual.

She had never been a lady, and she didn't need to pretend to be a "proper lady" in front of Kelvin. The most important thing was to eat her fill and leave.

The private room was so quiet that only their breathing and the sound of her chewing could be heard.

Kelvin saw her eating too quickly and was afraid she would choke, so he couldn't help but remind her in a soft voice with furrowed brows, "Cheyenne, slow down. It's still early, and no one is trying to take your food."

"I'm used to it."

She had always lived a life of alternating between being full and hungry, so she developed a habit of eating quickly.