She Became Rich After Divorce (Cheyenne and Kelvin) novel Chapter 479

Chapter 479: Crossing the Malaria Forest

For the next few days, this tiger seemed to have attached itself to the two of them, appearing punctually every time it was time for meals.

It had some semblance of humanity, knowing not to come empty-handed. In the beginning, it would always bring something from the wild.

However, considering the previous bitter lesson, Cheyenne made Kelvin the first one to try the stuff brought by the tiger to ensure there were no side effects before she would eat it herself.

Cheyenne gave it a new name - Dumb Cat!

Never had she seen a tiger drink fish soup and act cute, completely lacking any sense of intimidation.

Dumb Cat loved eating fish and its movements and sense of smell were keener than theirs.

Every day, it would bring a large pile of fish to her, then raise its tail with an air of arrogance as if to say, "You, prepare the fish soup for me." It was almost laughable for Cheyenne.

She was being bossed around by a tiger!

At this moment, Kelvin returned from the forest, bearing several fresh wounds on him.

This forest on the small island harbored many dangers - red ants the size of fingernails, fist-sized colorful spiders, and venomous snakes that might fall from the trees.

It was summer now, and there were annoying mosquitoes at night. With her delicate skin, even a single mosquito bite would cause a large inflamed area.

She hadn't had a good sleep for two nights already.

When Kelvin returned, he specifically picked some mugwort in the forest.

"Cheyenne, I'm back."

Cheyenne was standing by the entrance of the cave, cooking fish soup in a stone pot. As his familiar and comforting voice reached her ears, her heart inexplicably began to flutter irregularly.

Glancing sidelong at him, she made a dissatisfied sound and kicked the lazy cat who was napping.

With a cold tone, she replied, "You don't have to tell me you're back."

Kelvin had already grown accustomed to her attitude. In their days together, she would respond passionately during their intimate moments at night, but during the day, she would be cold and indifferent like this.

He used to treat Cheyenne the same way before.

Now the tables had turned... Yet he was lucky enough because she still allowed him to touch her.

After having only a bowl of soup for dinner, Cheyenne lazily lay down on the carpet and closed her eyes to rest. Kelvin finished tidying up and walked over to her, squatting down in front of her.

Looking at her visibly thinner figure with his eyes full of pity, he grabbed her hand.

"Cheyenne, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Cheyenne bit her lip and shook her head. "I just felt uneasy. We've been on this island for almost a week! We don't know what's happening outside."

Suddenly, she opened her eyes, worry shimmering in them. "I miss Grandpa, and Kate."

Kelvin's heart sank at these words.

He had tried to persuade himself that living with her this way wasn't too bad. But he had overlooked Cheyenne's feelings.

She wanted to go out. Being confined on this small deserted island felt like an abandoned mermaid left stranded on the beach... She was born to belong to a wider ocean.

Suddenly, Kelvin reached out and embraced her, planting a kiss on her forehead. His deep and husky voice assured her, "Cheyenne, we will definitely leave this place. Just wait a little longer, okay?"

In fact, he had a way for them to leave.

Just because he wanted to spend more time with her, enjoying this intimate world of two, he didn't tell her.