She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 383: We're Even "Mmm... Ah, Cheyenne... Easy now." "Hiss...." "Mmm, ah..." In the dark night, a blurry black head could be faintly seen buried against his chest.

As she cleaned his wounds, her soft, damp lips... brushed against him in an instant. Kelvin's heartbeat involuntarily quickened.

Her cool, smooth cheek rubbed against his chest, causing an indescribable sensation, as if an electric current had passed through, sending shivers down his spine.

Cheyenne's ear was also pressed close to his chest, listening to his heartbeat, causing her face to grow warm.

With a bit of impatience, she lifted her head and glared at him, "Kelvin, why the hell are you making such annoying noises? Even slaughtering chickens isn't as unpleasant as your whining!" Kelvin wryly smiled and helplessly replied, "It's not my fault, your tongue licked..." Before he could finish his sentence, Cheyenne's face turned even hotter, and she retorted angrily, "You think I want to? You're covered in blood and sweat, and I have to use my teeth to remove the needle!" "It wasn't intentional." As she said the last sentence, her tone betrayed a hint of guilt.

But it really wasn't intentional.

He didn't respond and silently broke into a dazzling smile in the darkness.

Kelvin couldn't help but think inwardly: How che never noticed before that Cheyenne could be so adorable... Suddenly, a faint sigh sounded from above their heads, and he said, "Cheyenne, if I really die here, I'll have to repay you in my next life for everything I owe you." Hesitating for a second at his words, her voice turned cold as she replied, "You're dreaming. In my next life, I don't want to meet you again." Didn't want to meet him? Kelvin felt an indescribable sense of loss, "I see..." Omari, Iker, Eddie, who were by her side, seemed to treat her really well.

If he were to truly die, Cheyenne wouldn't be sad either.

"Shut up, don't disturb me. The needle is already very thin, and since I can't see it, if I accidentally bite you, I won't take responsibility." "Mmm." It took a lot of effort for her to use her teeth to pull the broken needle out. Cheyenne wiped her lips and her cheeks felt sore. "You've been through a lot, thank you..." Suddenly he earnestly thanked her, and Cheyenne felt a bit at a loss. Even though she knew he couldn't see her, she turned her head away.

In a casual tone, she said, "Don't overthink it. I hate owing favors the most. Once we're out of this door, we'll be even." Hearing her indifferent voice, Kelvin felt as if he had fallen into an icy cave. Even now they were even...

But he didn't want to be even with her.

Tpassed slowly, and they lost count of how many times they woke up in this extremely quiet and dim space. Never had they felt such tranquility in life.

The hunger pangs in their stomachs becunbearable. Cheyenne rested against the wall, closing her eyes to conserve energy.

"Gurgle..." She heard the sound and instinctively looked towards his direction. Kelvin, being born into a wealthy family, probably had never experienced the feeling of a hungry stomach in his life. Cheyenne didn't say anything, but Kelvin felt her gaze on him, and his face turned slightly crimson.

He covered his stomach with his hand and apologized, "Cheyenne, sorry for disturbing you." "It's okay." "Actually, I'm hungry too." Before he finished his sentence, another loud "gurgle” resounded. Cheyenne didn't find it embarrassing at all; she continued to keep her eyes closed.

It was Kelvin who felt a pang of heartache. He attempted to divert her attention, and in a deep voice, he asked, "Cheyenne, what do you like to eat?" When we get out, I'll treat you...

Before he finished speaking, Cheyenne impatiently opened her eyes. The flickering brightness in her gaze warmed Kelvin's heart.

"Chicken mushroom soup, pan-seared steak, stir-fried broccoli, and steamed prawns..." Then she gave a cold smile, "Sound familiar?" Suddenly, a sense of indescribable sadness filled Kelvin's heart. The dishes she mentioned were all his favorites. Yet he had never paid attention to what she liked to eat.

His throat was filled with countless words, but he didn't know how to say them. "I'm sorry..." "No need! I never console myself with false hopes. Kelvin, you underestimate me. It's just hunger, isn't it? I've experienced it many times when I was a child. There's no need to make a big deal out of it." "Being as smart as you are, you should know that in a situation like this, it's best to speak less and slow down your breathing to minimize consumption of energy," she said.

She had experienced hunger many times when she was a child? Kelvin couldn't believe what he was hearing.

Although the Lawrence family in Akloit may not be a top-tier family, they were still influential and m well-respected. Even families with average incwouldn't go hungry, so how could she, as a Lawrence family heiress, have experienced frequent hunger? From the information he gathered, whether it was the school teachers or the neighbors, everyone seemed to describe her as arrogant, rebellious, and academically ignorant...

A person like that wouldn't have led such a miserable life.

Cheyenne leaned her head against the wall and chuckled softly. "You find it hard to believe, don't you? I once tried to disappear completely. I hid in a warehouse, hoping that someone would clooking for me." "But... three days passed, and no one came." "That was the first tI experienced what hunger truly felt like. It turns out I wasn't as important as I thought." "The second time, Malaya, George and their daughter went on a trip and left nothing for me. I was so hungry that I had to climb through a window to steal cake from the neighbor's kid." "I felt satisfied watching him cry. All I remembered was the sweetness of the cake. Who cared if he shed tears?" "I also tried running away from home. In the dead of winter, I went to sleep under a bridge, worrying that it might collapse and crushwhen a car passed overhead."

"The bridge didn't collapse, but that night was bitterly cold, and the weather forecast mentioned sleet... Just when thought I was going to freeze to death, he suddenly appeared and saved me." I once thought he was you... "I admit I'm not a good person. I've stolen things from children, pickpocketed wealthy people on ships, and deliberately cut the skirts of those well-bred ladies to make them embarrassed in public." She chuckled at her self-deprecation and continued, "Kelvin, it's normal for you to look down on me... Compared to your Miss Berry, I am indeed full of flaws." Kelvin had never known that she had lived such a difficult life.

He thought Cheyenne's personality was the result of being spoiled at home... Her birth mother died early, and her father was busy with the company business. She never considered her stepmother important. But it turned out not to be the case. Now it seemed that Malaya had never truly cared for Cheyenne.