She Became Rich After Divorce

Chapter 78: I Don'T Want To Owe You

Chapter 78: I Don't Want to Owe You

A red handprint quickly appeared on that handsome face, looking shocking and alarming.

Kelvin reached out to touch his own face, his eyes as dark as ink fixed on Cheyenne, and he gritted his teeth as he said, "You're the first one!" The first woman who dared to slap him on the face.

Cheyenne didn't know why she slapped him, but what he said earlier really angered her.

The whole world can doubt her, except for him, Kelvin.

She lifted her chest and bravely met his ferocious gaze, saying firmly, "You deserve it. Who told you to slander me!"

"Have I?"

He took big steps forward, with an imposing and intimidating aura pressing towards Cheyenne, who had to take a step back."

"Is it because I said you were charming?"

He stepped forward while she flinched.

The fair-skinned bare feet stepped on the icy grass, and Cheyenne bit her teeth to avoid crying out in embarrassment and running away.

And the man was still approaching her step by step, his voice slow and full of magnetism ringing above her head. "Or is it because I said you were willing to be supported by one sugar daddy after another?"All content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

He has taken another step forward.

Cheyenne's heel hit an obstacle, it turned out to be resting on a step.

There is no turning back.

"Answer me!" Kelvin suddenly shouted angrily, his big hand changing to grip her chin, staring directly at the woman's beautiful face.

A head of seaweed-like curly hair cascaded down, and a rose fell from the hair at the temple.

It fell onto the grass, crushing a small patch of green grass tips, and the water droplets splashed before finally returning to calmness.

"Ah..." Cheyenne let out a soft call and was forced to raise her head to meet his gaze.

The clarity in her eyes and the stubbornness of not admitting defeat doesn't seem like the old her he used to know.

What kind of look did she have before?

Kelvin thought for a long time in his mind and finally remembered the summer afternoon five years ago.

That year, Cheyenne was seventeen years old and in her second year of high school. The two families had already discussed the matter of marriage, and she sat to his left, smiling brightly at him.

Her eyes were full of bright and passionate laughter, more dazzling than the summer sun. Suddenly coming back to reality, he saw a chilling smile in her almond-shaped eyes; this smile made him feel uncomfortable.

"Kelvin, I once held out my heart to you. For you, I gave up so much and became as lowly as dust."

She opened her red lips and spoke softly but clearly enough for Kelvin to hear every word.

He sneered in response. "As lowly as dust? A gold digger like you..."

He didn't know where Cheyenne had learned such good acting skills from.

A gold digger?

In his eyes, was that what she really was?

Cheyenne felt sad for a moment but quickly realized that it didn't matter how he saw her anymore.

"Never mind. We have nothing to do with each other now. You can be with your childhood sweetheart Miss Berry; while me... I'm free to be with whoever I want."

"Oh yeah," she added sarcastically before shaking off his hand. "Whoever I'm with, it's a lot better than being with you."

She tossed her head lightly and slipped away from him while strands of hair slid through Kelvin's fingers like silk - making him feel a little tingly inside.

The woman giggled, lifting her elegant dress as she prepared to leave.

"Wait, don't move!" Kelvin was about to lose his temper. She had the audacity to claim those men were better than her.

But then he saw a bright red venomous snake coiled at Cheyenne's feet and his expression darkened.

Even if he hated this woman, he couldn't let her get bitten by a poisonous snake.

Cheyenne became stubborn and refused to listen to him. She took a step towards the left instead of following his orders.

Suddenly, she felt something cold and soft underfoot. Instinctively, she looked down and saw a bright red venomous snake coiled less than ten centimeters away from her foot - one of the two snakes she had seen earlier.

Wasn't it supposed to be locked up in a glass box? How did it end up at her feet?

"Hiss..." The crimson snake spat out its tongue arrogantly before raising its head and preparing to bite Cheyenne's foot.

"Ahh! Help me!"

"I told you not to move, you idiot!!!" Kelvin's gaze turned icy as he quickly bent down and picked up Cheyenne in one swift motion just as the snake lunged forward, biting him on the back of his hand.

She could hear him groaning, his eyebrows furrowed and his face darkening with anger.

"... Kelvin, are you okay?"

Why did he risk getting bitten by a poisonous snake to save her?

In an instant, the man's lips turned black and blue, sweat dripping down his broad forehead.

"Just... just go away!"

He forced himself to speak despite feeling unwell.

The next moment, his tall body couldn't bear the piercing pain any longer. He fell to the ground on one knee.

"Ugh."

Cheyenne almost fell out of Kelvin's arms but he managed to protect her back with his hands despite being weak and cold.

"... Kelvin! Wake up! Don't close your eyes. I'll save you right away."

Cheyenne tried to calm herself down as she quickly tore off a piece of her skirt.

"Shh..."

Perhaps the sound was so loud that Kelvin lifted his head with narrowed eyes fixed on her.

"Take off your clothes."

"Cheyenne."

Before he could finish speaking, the woman impatiently reached out and forcefully pulled open his suit jacket, yanking it down.

He randomly removed his gemstone cufflinks, rolled up his sleeves, revealing his arms with smooth lines and distinct muscles.

His elbow was bound tightly with a strip of cloth, and it was evident to the naked eye how his veins and tendons swelled rapidly, with prominent blue veins protruding.

She gave him a cold stare and patted his hand back.

There was black blood flowing from the wound.

Cheyenne gripped his hand tightly, squeezing out the dark venomous blood, and then lowered her head under his astonished gaze.

The soft red lips covered Kelvin's hand back, warm and full.

The man stared at her profile for a moment, his gaze fixed on her thick eyelashes that were trembling slightly, with a hint of tears in them.

"You're crazy!"

"This is a venomous snake!"

Kelvin wanted to push her head away, but Cheyenne lifted her head.

"Pffft..." She spat out the poisoned blood from her mouth.

Once again, she covered his hand with hers and said, "Kelvin, I don't want to owe you anything."

"You just saved me, now I'll help you deal with the snake venom. We're even now, and no one owes anyone anything."

Listening to it, Kelvin should have felt very happy, but a hard-to-express emotion welled up in his heart.