She Became Rich After Divorce (Cheyenne and Kelvin) novel Chapter 688

Chapter 688: The Child is His

A hint of golden light reflected from the woman's body.

The sound of a bronze bell faded away with her footsteps.

The sound of that bell!

Underneath the mask, the man's face was filled with astonishment and disbelief.

On a summer afternoon, a touch of crimson sunset shone through the rose-shaped window into the room, casting colorful patches of light on the golden floor.

It resembled a medieval church painted by Western artists, both antique and magnificent.

Amidst the fragmented and hazy light and shadow, a slender and graceful figure was reflected on the ground.

Her skirt unfolded like a blooming flower as she spun around.

Kelvin could never forget the moment he pushed open the door and caught a glimpse of a graceful figure dancing.

Behind her was a world of golden splendor, and beneath her feet were colorful and enchanting lights.

She was so beautiful, like a fairy, or perhaps more like the enchantresses described in "Liaozhai."

Her fair feet stepped on the ground, occasionally revealing a slender ankle as the skirt fluttered.

A red thread was tied around her ankle, adorned with a small brass bell.

It carried a touch of exotic charm from the desert.

The sound of the bell was faint, intertwined with the passionate and tragic music, almost negligible.

Perhaps it was because he was curious about every move she made that he remembered every detail about her so clearly.

Could it be her?

Kelvin lowered his head.

His eyelashes, long and dense, veiled the profound emotions in his eyes.

If only... it's not her.

A moment after the woman left, the sound of clattering wooden clogs echoed once again at the stairwell.

Kelvin speculated that it may be the woman returning.

This time, Kelvin planned to approach her from behind.

With a single strike, he would knock her unconscious and confirm if she was the person he suspected.

The shadow of the approaching person was reflected on the wooden floor of the staircase.

The towering hairstyle and the long skirt... revealing the comer was a woman.

Kelvin firmly planted his hands on the railing and somersaulted forward, using the momentum to land back on the ground.

The grounded feeling relieved him.

However, as the person approached, he raised his hand again, held his breath, and maneuvered behind the individual.

"Is anyone here?"

The voice could be suppressed, but at first listen, it was clear and melodious.

If Kelvin listened carefully, he would notice that this voice was somewhat distinctive.

But at this moment, his mind was preoccupied with troubling matters and he didn't have time to dwell on it.

Just as the words fell, a heavy blow struck the person's neck.

"Ouch, damn it! Who the hell just attacked me?"

Because of the pain, "she" forgot to maintain her disguise, and her natural voice unconsciously emerged.

Rough and deep, it was unmistakably a man's voice.

When Chris turned around while holding the back of his head, he unexpectedly came face to face with a silver-white mask, causing him to step back in fright.

"Oh, my goodness!"

"Why are you here?"

Seeing that the person in front of him was his subordinate Chris, Kelvin's lips curved into a slight arc, twitching momentarily.

He didn't expect it to be Chris; he thought...

He withdrew his hand.

The center of his palm, where the most sensitive nerves are located, felt a slight numbness, likely because Chris' neck bone was too hard.

"Sir, you scared me to death! It hurts. I don't care, this should count as a work injury."