She Became Rich After Divorce
Chapter 474: Domesticated

Chapter 474: Domesticated

"Okay, okay, I won't turn around. Should I cover my eyes now?" Kelvin reached out to cover his eyes, but Cheyenne stopped him with an urgent voice, "Wait, don't close your eyes."

Hearing her impatient tone, Kelvin sighed in amusement, "So, should I look or not look?"

From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of delicate, pearlescent skin and a fair shoulder that captivated his gaze. Cheyenne felt a chilly gaze directed at her and followed the line of sight to find Kelvin enthusiastically staring at her.

Infuriated, she glared at him, quickly covering her chest with her hands, and scolded him blushing, "Who told you to look at me? Look in the four o'clock direction."

Kelvin turned his head and saw a yellow tiger lurking in the forest. It was ready to attack, with its round, copper-toned eyes filled with a cold, bloodthirsty glare.

Neither Cheyenne nor Kelvin had fully recovered their strength, and it would undoubtedly be challenging to deal with the tiger at this moment.

After a standoff that lasted nearly a minute, Cheyenne dared not get up from the warm spring water. She couldn't feel its warmth at all.

"Cheyenne, put on your dress," Kelvin suddenly announced with his back turned.

The water rippled as Cheyenne tremblingly put on her dress. She swam towards the edge of the pool and Kelvin extended his arms, hauling her out of the water. He carried her on his shoulder and ran towards the cave.

The scenery behind them gradually faded, and Cheyenne glanced back at the tiger. Strange, why hadn't it chased after them?

"Uh... my shoes..."

At this point, only staying alive mattered.

Kelvin ignored her shouts and ran swiftly, not sparing any attention to it. He was panting heavily when he finally reached the cave.

Carefully, he placed Cheyenne on the padded ground. His body leaned gently against her delicate frame as he towered above her, admiring her exquisite and flushed face. Her eyes, still moist and clear, were like dewdrops.

The atmosphere suddenly became quiet, and Cheyenne felt embarrassed by his gaze. She turned her head, avoiding his scorching eyes.

"Kel... Mmm..."

Her breath was stolen away as Kelvin's lips pressed against her own. It was a gentle yet dominant kiss.

Their lips met, and their tongues intertwined. Gradually, she forgot about her shoes, her tightly clenched fist resting against his chest loosened, and her palm instead settled on his shoulder.

A sense of recklessness spread within her, and fortunately, Cheyenne closed her eyes, trying her best to adapt to his kiss.

"Cheyenne, you taste so sweet," Kelvin whispered in satisfaction.

Kelvin felt like he had been poisoned by her, unable to fully satisfy himself with just one kiss.

"Um, don't..."

Her rejection fell on deaf ears as Kelvin swallowed it whole, replaced instead by a more intense warmth. A fleeting smirk danced in Kelvin's deep-set eyes, signaling his victory.

According to books, women were peculiar creatures who said one thing but meant another. When they said "don't" they actually meant "do," and when they said "it doesn't matter," it actually did matter. Could he understand Cheyenne's contradictions in the same way? Didn't she also enjoy it?

Under the bright sun, in the cool climate of the cave on a summer afternoon, Kelvin behaved like an excited young boy experiencing the taste of love for the first time. Over and over again, he used his tongue to trace the contours of her rosy lips.

Eventually, Cheyenne couldn't bear the burning sensation on her lips anymore and pushed him away. As she touched her lip, she realized that he had actually broken her skin.

She was initially angry, but when she saw the wound on his shoulder split open, bleeding profusely, her heart softened again. Annoyed, she glared at him and said, "Turn around. Let me tend to your wound." But the look in her eyes, which Kelvin caught sight of, turned into an adorable signal.

He discreetly licked his lips, unable to resist wanting more... Oh well, he could take it slow. The unexpected surprise today was something he had never dared to imagine before.

"Okay."

She spent some time re-dressing his wound, and by now it was around three or four in the afternoon.

Feeling tired, Cheyenne laid down on a blanket, preparing to take a nap. Little did she know, Kelvin followed suit and lay down beside her, face to face. His handsome face, so close to hers, looked somewhat pale.

His pitch-black, star-like eyes stared at her, his smile mischievous.

"Why are you lying here too?" Cheyenne uncomfortably tugged at the neckline of her dress, lying on her side with her hands folded across her chest.

The man chuckled, saying convincingly that he was tired as well, and after all, he had helped clean up this place.

Feeling lethargic and not wanting to argue with the man, Cheyenne reluctantly agreed to let him lie beside her. She turned away and used the back of her head as a pillow.

In the end, she placed a small box as a boundary line between them.

This childish act was something only kindergarteners would do, and Cheyenne glared at him, threatening him, "If you dare to cross the line, you're done, got it?" "Cheyenne, rest assured," he assured her, with a light laugh. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ (F)indNƟvᴇl.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

He paused for a second, and said, "But Cheyenne, if you feel cold later, feel free to come into my embrace."

"I'm not cold. Thank you for your kind offer, Mr. Foley."

"I meant later, Cheyenne. Are you that impatient?"

Cheyenne stifled her anger and gripped her pillow tightly, burying her head beneath it, ignoring him completely.

Unknowingly, she fell asleep.

She slept until it was pitch black, and only then did she slowly wake up, greeted by a dim halo of light illuminating the uneven walls.

The evening by the seaside was usually cooler, but she didn't feel cold at all despite wearing a thin red dress. Kelvin had found some dry firewood and lit a bonfire.

He sat cross-legged next to the fire, holding her white dress which she had changed out of earlier, carefully drying it.

From Cheyenne's perspective, Kelvin seemed surprisingly domesticated!

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