She Became Rich After Divorce (Cheyenne and Kelvin) novel Chapter 732

Chapter 732: Look into My Eyes and Say

"What do you want to eat?"

Kelvin still didn't turn around, gently asked with a deep breath.

Cheyenne's face showed a slight displeasure, her bright starry eyes staring at him, slowly answering, "Chicken mushroom soup."

Upon hearing these words, Kelvin's heart, which had just relaxed, tightened again. He discreetly pinched himself hard, calming the upcoming surge of emotions.

Without hesitation, he rejected Cheyenne's request, "It's not convenient to cook it in the hotel. You pick something else."

He greedily gazed at the reflection on the glass window, without blinking, as if afraid she would disappear in the next moment.

Cheyenne snorted with an air of disdain, pouting her red lips, looking somewhat displeased. This adorable, pinch-worthy look was reflected on the glass of the French window, catching Kelvin's eye.

"I don't want to drink, it's your child who wants to drink."

She didn't notice him, while reaching out her slender and fair hand to lightly stroke her slightly raised lower abdomen, lost in thought.

Kelvin felt a mix of emotions surge in his chest.

He could hardly believe that the words he had just heard came out of Cheyenne's mouth.

She...

Did she remember everything?

But he was no longer the previous Kelvin.

Cheyenne could see all his reactions, and underneath her calm gaze, a great sense of puzzlement had arisen in her heart.

After making a great effort to calm himself down, Kelvin forced a self-deceiving remark from between his teeth.

"Miss Lawrence, I only saved you out of pity. There is nothing between you and me."

"Nothing between us?"

Cheyenne suddenly laughed, supporting her somewhat weak body, half-sitting at the head of the bed, glaring at Kelvin in anger.

"Then, dare to turn around and look at me?"

"What's there to be afraid of?"

In fact, he was indeed afraid, as he could imagine his disfigured face standing next to her pure and immaculate self, as a desecration of Cheyenne.

She deserved someone better.

She could be anyone's goddess, the beloved of someone's heart, but she couldn't be his wife!

After thinking it through, Kelvin turned around, once again looking at her delicate and fair face.

"You are too tall, I can't see the expression on your face clearly, how do I know if you are speaking from your heart."

"What do you want to do then?"

"Sit down, come closer."

"After seeing it, will you give up?"

"Yes."

Fine, then he-would do as she wished!

Kelvin's tall and imposing body slowly sat on the edge of her bed, his large hands hidden in the folds of his robe gripping tightly, tiny beads of sweat seeping through his palm.

His whole body tensed, clearly showing his nervousness.

Cheyenne's gaze was as clear as water and as she looked at him, Kelvin felt as if she had already seen through his lies.

After about two or three seconds, his face was somewhat flushed, and he tried to get up but it didn't go smoothly.