She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 447: Go HAnd Have Dinner Upon hearing him say that, Cheyenne had no more energy to continue being angry. She took a deep breath, trying to persuade herself to calm down and not to be provoked by Kelvin. "Move aside, don't block my way." She crossed her arms and expressionlessly bumped into Kelvin's body with her shoulder, then walked towards his luxurious car.

Kelvin wasn't angry either. His long, cold, deep-set eyes glanced at her legs, and a hint of a sultry thought formed in his mind. One day, he would make her unable to walk and willingly lie in his arms, letting him hold her.

He caught up with her.

Cheyenne habitually sat in the passenger seat. As soon as she got into the car, a tall, dark shadow enveloped her.

When the man approached, the cold scent of mint emanating from him tickled her nose, and even penetrated her heart, bringing a hint of coolness to this scorching summer day.

She becnervous subconsciously, and her body stiffened as she looked at Kelvin's handsface, which was getting closer and closer. Her voice even becsomewhat hoarse.

"You..." Little did she know that he just chuckled and then reached out his long, well-defined hand to gently pass by her eyes, fastening the seatbelt near her head.

Thoughtfully, he buckled it for her.

With his head slightly lowered, from Cheyenne's perspective, she could see the dense, fan-like eyelashes casting a black shadow in his eyes.

After doing all this, he looked at her with his shiny eyes, and his sexy, rosy lips lightly opened as he suddenly whispered in her ear, “Your heartbeat was so fast just now!" Hmm.

Cheyenne bit her lip, unsure of how to refute his claim after he exposed her nervousness. She simply turned her head away from him and said, "It's just because of the hot weather. Don't overthink it. It's norma for a person's heartbeat to accelerate during summer and slow down during winter. It's basic knowledge." She almost wanted to applaud herself for such a perfect explanation. It was truly professional.

Kelvin looked at her pretending to be calm and felt his heart fill up with her presence... He turned his head, started the engine, and drove.

"Is that so? You're a doctor, so I should believe you, right?" "Of course you should." Cheyenne pouted her red lips, raised her delicate face, and with her pleased appearance, she looked like a cheerful cat.

A little hot.

But it wasn't because of the weather; his heart was starting to warm up.

Kelvin turned on the car's air conditioning and casually pressed the switch on the sound system. A magnetic voice filled the air and resonated in her ears.

"Do you mind if I listen to music?" He asked.

Cheyenne furrowed her eyebrows. She knew her place and was self-aware. “This is your car, and I'm just hitching a ride." This answer made Kelvin successfully darken his face. Did Cheyenne really want to keep things clear, clean, and distinct between them? A few seconds later, a melodious and soothing song played in the car, flowing like a stream, resonating in their ears.

Kelvin, who was busy all the time, was listening to music so attentively for the first time.

In his memory, only during his youthful years when he was studying would he walk on the road with earphones, listening topopular music. He never remembered the lyrics.

After taking over the company's affairs, he becso busy that he never had the mood to listen to music. Today, when he opened the sound system, he didn't recognize many of the songs inside, and their style was very different from his younger days.

He deliberately slowed down the speed of the car and played the carefully selected songs before arriving at the hospital entrance.

His mood becuplifted and relaxed along with the melodious songs. Kelvin parked the luxury car at the entrance and quietly listened to the outro.

It I gave him a feeling of a peaceful time.

He looked expectantly at the sleeping Cheyenne next to him. She was leaning lightly on the car seat, sleeping soundly, and half of her delicate face was covered by her dark curls.

Her baby-like silky-smooth skin was white with a hint of pink. The sunlight outside illuminated her brows and eyes, making her as alluring as a Sleeping Beauty from a fairy tale.

Kelvin couldn't help but gaze at her. After nearly a minute, he reached out a big hand and gently brushed away the hair near her temple, tucking it behind her ear.

He lightly brushed aside the air bangs on her forehead.

Involuntarily, he leaned down and gave her a light kiss on her forehead, afraid that Cheyenne would wake up and scold him for his impudence.

The music in the car continued to play, and Kelvin lowered the vola bit. He opened the car door and sat on the edge. From his suit pocket, he took out a cigarette and used a lighter in his right hand to light it. The slightly bitter nicotine unexpectedly turned sweet in his mouth.

Cheyenne had no idea how long she had slept. After a busy morning and having lunch, she headed to the Todd mansion.

Under normal circumstances, she would have taken a nap in the afternoon.

But she fell asleep in Kelvin's car before she even realized it. It was because the songs he played were so hypnotic.

When she woke up again, the blood-red sunset streamed through the black car window, shining on her and illuminating Kelvin, who was lying on the driver's seat. The man was staring at her oddly, a hidden smile on his face, as if he was gratified...

It seemed like he was having a split personality.

Cheyenne stretched lazily, touched her face, and then quickly checked herself.

Luckily, everything was intact with her clothes.

"What... What are you doing? Oh, by the way, why am I still in your car? What tis it now?" Kelvin raised his hand with a smiling face and glanced at his watch. With a slightly cheerful tone, he replied, “It's already six o'clock." As soon as he finished speaking, Cheyenne widened her eyes in disbelief. She had slept... for... five hours? His laughter timely resounded in the car. "Cheyenne, you can really sleep. I've finished my video conference and even smoked ten cigarettes..." Originally, he intended to take her back to the hospital and then he would return to the company to preside over the shareholder meeting.

But when he saw her sleeping so peacefully and sweetly, he couldn't bear to wake her up, so he temporarily changed the meeting to an online conference.

As for Cheyenne, since she was the hospital's acting director, not many people cto her for a it wasconsultation. But it was a bit too much to be absent from her afternoon shift directly. She could already imagine the group of stubborn old men criticizing her for being pretentious.