She Became Rich After Divorce

Chapter 244 Don'T Touch Me With Your Dirty Hands

Chapter 244 Don't Touch Me with Your Dirty Hands

Kelvin used to only worry about Abbie's health, thinking she was thin and delicate, in need of protection. But now, holding Cheyenne's wrist, he realized she was even thinner than Abbie. His hand could easily grasp hers.

"Let go of me!" Cheyenne finally looked at him directly.

But her indifference made him feel uncomfortable.

"I have something to tell you," he frowned and didn't let go of her hand.

"Do I have to listen just because you want to talk? Who do you think you are?" How many times had she wanted to talk to him before? Had he ever listened? He always found her too talkative and annoying!

Kelvin stared deeply into her perfect profile. She had changed a lot, sharp and indifferent towards him. As she said last night, it was over between them, a clean break for both parties. But Kelvin felt unsatisfied when thinking about their unborn child on the pregnancy test report.

Yes! That must be why he felt dissatisfied. Because that child was his too! He had the right to know that his child existed!

"Are you afraid of me?" He asked in a deep voice as if trying to see through her with his bright eyes.

Cheyenne laughed coldly and brushed away his hand. "What a joke! Am I afraid of you? I just don't want anything more with someone like you."

"And don't touch me with your dirty hands." This hand touched Abbie so many times before; no wonder she thought it was dirty!

Kelvin furrowed his brows in anger but surprisingly remained calm today instead of leaving as usual. He let go of Cheyenne's hand and spoke softly while staring at her. "Can't you stop acting like a kid?"

"Calm down first; there is something important I need to discuss with you."

"A kid? Did you say I'm acting like a kid?" Cheyenne became angry again after calming down from earlier outburst. She glared at Kelvin like a toddler who couldn't control their emotions.

This is what acting like a kid meant - getting upset over small things without listening or reasoning properly.

Kelvin had met many women throughout his life who were obedient listeners trying hard to please him but not Cheyenne who always challenged his boundaries time after time again...

"Look at yourself, you're not a child anymore. If you were an adult, you would listen quietly until I finish speaking," Kelvin said as he grabbed her wrist and pulled her down onto the chair, regardless of whether she agreed or not.

The owner of the store looked on with confusion at the two of them. The situation seemed like that of a young couple having a quarrel.

The pen Miss Lawrence made three years ago was meant to be given to her boyfriend. Mr. Foley came back after three years asking for a matching set for him and his girlfriend.

It was clear what had happened three years ago: Miss Lawrence's boyfriend was Mr. Foley himself, but there seemed to be some misunderstanding between them causing tension in their relationship.

He soon received Kelvin's cold glare which made him feel uneasy and nervous.

"Can you two step outside for a moment?"

"Huh?"

The owner hesitated for a second before realizing what was going on and gave them both knowing looks with a meaningful smile on his face.

"Mr. Foley, Miss Lawrence, feel free to make yourselves comfortable. It's getting a bit warm in here; we'll step outside for some fresh air."

Before leaving, the owner tactfully winked at the young man hard at work in the shop. However, the young worker didn't quite grasp his meaning; he was in the final stages of the molding process and wanted to complete it in one go.

The owner's lips twitched slightly. Why was this young man so oblivious? So, he walked over and patted the young worker's shoulder from behind.

"C'mon let me take you out for ice cream since you're sweating so much from all that hard work."

Perplexed, the young worker was forcibly led away by the owner.

Faintly, you could still hear snippets of their conversation.

"Why do we suddenly have to eat ice cream? My mold is already prepared; carving it while it's still cooling down is best."

"That still takes ten minutes! Young people shouldn't always live such boring lives; relax by eating some ice cream!"

"Is that really true? You've never been this generous before."

"You rascal! Didn't I treat you to chocolate candy last time?"

"Wasn't that because your confession failed and your girlfriend threw away chocolate box into trash cans? You felt sorry, so you took back the unopened box from beggars' hands..."

Cheyenne was originally in a bad mood, but after hearing the two people's ridiculous conversation, she suddenly laughed.

Realizing that Kelvin was still in front of her, her sweet smile disappeared into the bleakness of autumn in less than three seconds.

She returned to her silent expression.

Kelvin remembered her amazing smile from earlier.

Her eyes shone like water, with her sweet dimples on her cheeks. Her white teeth were set against red lips. For a moment, it was as if he had gone back to those days.

The girl wearing a school uniform and short skirt stood under the shade of a tree and smiled at him from afar.

"Kelvin."

Looking back again now, everything had changed except for his memory of the lively and lovely Cheyenne who would forever remain there.

Standing in front of him now was someone who didn't even bother with him anymore.

Kelvin had so much to say to her just moments ago but he was tongue-tied when those words reached his throat. He sighed heavily without showing any trace of it on his face. When did he become indecisive and cowardly?

The next moment he reached into his pocket for something inside his suit jacket. This is from NôvelDrama.Org.

Seeing this action made Cheyenne immediately raise her guard by clenching both fists over chest.

"Kelvin, what are you doing? Do you think killing me here would make police not find you?"

"After taking me here and getting the boss out, are you trying to carry out your plan to silence me so you can openly marry Abbie?"

"If that's what you think then, let me tell you, you don't have to do it!"

As she spoke more absurd things, Kelvin's face turned dark.

Where did she come up with such conclusions?

If he really wanted to kill her, why would he need to go through all that trouble?

Also, when did he ever say anything about marrying Abbie?

It was all just malicious speculation on Cheyenne's part.

Slowly, Kelvin took out something from his pocket, while Cheyenne looked away, keeping both eyes tightly shut and standing about one meter away from him.

Seeing how scared she looked made Kelvin's lips curve slightly upwards.

"You said you weren't afraid."