NovelOnlineChapter 732: Look into My Eyes and Say
"What do you want to eat?"
Kelvin still didn't turn around, gently asked with a deep breath.
Cheyenne's face showed a slight displeasure, her bright starry eyes staring at him, slowly answering, "Chicken
mushroom soup."
Upon hearing these words, Kelvin's heart, which had just relaxed, tightened again. He discreetly pinched himself
hard, calming the upcoming surge of emotions.
Without hesitation, he rejected Cheyenne's request, "It's not convenient to cook it in the hotel. You pick
something else."
He greedily gazed at the reflection on the glass window, without blinking, as if afraid she would disappear in the
next moment.
Cheyenne snorted with an air of disdain, pouting her red lips, looking somewhat displeased. This adorable, pinch-
worthy look was reflected on the glass of the French window, catching Kelvin's eye. "I don't want to drink, it's
your child who wants to drink."
She didn't notice him, while reaching out her slender and fair hand to lightly stroke her slightly raised lower
abdomen, lost in thought.
Kelvin felt a mix of emotions surge in his chest.
He could hardly believe that the words he had just heard cout of Cheyenne's mouth.
She...
Did she remember everything?
But he was no longer the previous Kelvin.
Cheyenne could see all his reactions, and underneath her calm gaze, a great sense of puzzlement had arisen in
her heart.
After making a great effort to calm himself down, Kelvin forced a self-deceiving remark from between his teeth.
"Miss Lawrence, | only saved you out of pity. There is nothing between you and me."
"Nothing between us?"
Cheyenne suddenly laughed, supporting her somewhat weak body, half-sitting at the head of the bed, glaring at
Kelvin in anger.
"Then, dare to turn around and look at me?"
"What's there to be afraid of?"
In fact, he was indeed afraid, as he could imagine his disfigured face standing next to her pure and immaculate
self, as a desecration of Cheyenne.
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She deserved someone better.
She could be anyone's goddess, the beloved of someone's heart, but she couldn't be his wife!
After thinking it through, Kelvin turned around, once again looking at her delicate and fair face.
"You are too tall, | can't see the expression on your face clearly, how do | know if you are speaking from your
heart."
"What do you want to do then?"
"Sit down, ccloser."
"After seeing it, will you give up?"
"Yes."
Fine, then he-would do as she wished!
Kelvin's tall and imposing body slowly sat on the edge of her bed, his large hands hidden in the folds of his robe
gripping tightly, tiny beads of sweat seeping through his palm. His whole body tensed, clearly showing his
nervousness.
Cheyenne's gaze was as clear as water and as she looked at him, Kelvin felt as if she had already seen through
his lies.
After about two or three seconds, his face was somewhat flushed, and he tried to get up but it didn't go
smoothly.
"Alright, can Miss Lawrence be sure now? | am not just the person you keep talking about, and, | ask you to call
Mr. Walker?
Cheyenne sniffled, her tone not sounding too kind.
"How? You don't even want your family nanymore? In that case, maybe our child in my belly should have a
different man's last name," she retorted.
Of course, that was absolutely not acceptable!
Kelvin was so angry. How could his child call another man "daddy"?
Cheyenne was deliberately provoking him.
True to her nature, she returned. With her prickly demeanor, she resembled the Cheyenne he knew, like a small
hedgehog brimming with thorns. Kelvin's Adam's apple moved as he maintained silence, not wanting to answer
that question.
"Ah! It hurts!"
Suddenly, a cry of pain reached his ears, startling him. He thought something had happened to Cheyenne and
instinctively looked up.
In that instant, all his concerned emotions were apparent in his eyes, visible to Cheyenne.
She was perfectly fine. It had been an act, a deliberate test to see if she still held a place in his heart.
Seeing his anxious appearance, Cheyenne couldn't help but smile in happiness. She suddenly threw herself at
him.
Afraid that she might fall, Kelvin quickly opened his strong arms and firmly supported her under her armpits,
embracing her.
At the stime, he feared that his rigid embrace might harm the child in her belly, so he struggled to support
her with his arms.
However, Cheyenne refused to relent and nuzzled her head against his body. In a sudden motion, she removed
the mask from his face, catching him off guard. "Cheyenne, don't!"
"Clap."
It was too late. The silver mask fell to the ground.
Kelvin anxiously turned his head to avoid her scrutinizing gaze. His hands, originally holding onto her arms,
instinctively covered his face.
Cheyenne firmly pressed against his body. Even through layers of fabric, she could feel his heart racing.
She knew he had disfigured himself.
She also knew he had been injured while trying to save her.
Cheyenne's eyes welled up with emotion as she reached out her cool hand and held his wrist, looking earnestly
at him. "Kelvin, I've seen it, you don't need to hide."
He reluctantly squeezed out a smile, bent down, and intended to pick up the silver mask on the ground.
"It's ugly, isn't it? Don't let it scare you."
"Not ugly."
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allure.
Kelvin, as if succumbing to her temptation, suddenly changed his mind and instead cradled the back of her head
in his hand, forcefully pressing her head towards his.
The action could be described as somewhat aggressive.
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Surprisingly, she was exceptionally
well-behaved today, emus
his kiss qopperatitely. hen his
tdngle slipped into her lilac-scented
mouth, her delicate tongue trembled
in shyness as it timidly responded to him.
"Mmm... be gentle, slower."
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"Truly sweet. Cheyenne... you shouldn't have provoked me!"
He had to admit that it had taken great effort for him to give up on her.
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