“Kelvin, hurry up. It’s almost ten o’clock,” said the voice.
Kelvin, lying in bed, didn’t want to move at all. He glanced at the clock, and it was only nine o’clock.
It only took twenty minutes to get from home to the airport. Normally, she liked to sleep in, but today she woke up half an hour earlier to do her makeup and change clothes.
All this preparation was to meet another man, her rival-Omari.
No one knew the bitterness in his heart. Mr. Foley didn’t want her to go, let alone go alone!
Cheyenne deliberately wore a red camisole dress. The silky texture of the dress clung to her body, accentuating her curves.
Her wavy hair was loosely braided into two braids, which were called “centipede braids” or something like that.
Even without dressing up, she was already attractive, but with this attire, she was even more radiant.
Kelvin didn’t want her to be seen by other men outside.
“There’s still half an hour, right? Cheyenne, come here. I have something to tell you.”
Cheyenne, sitting in front of the dressing table, was holding a lipstick, preparing to apply it. After hearing his words, she had to go over first.
“What’s the matter?”
Suddenly, the man reached out and embraced her slender waist, pressing her against his chest. He fiercely nibbled her lips.
“Mmm…”
Cheyenne hadn’t quite figured out what was going on when he pinned her down and forcefully kissed her, almost igniting sparks.
Fortunately, she still had some sanity and pushed him away. “Do you want to suffocate me, you bastard!”
Despite being scolded, Kelvin was still happy because even her angry face looked so beautiful.
“Change your clothes. You’re not allowed to wear this to meet him!”
After venting, Kelvin awkwardly stated his reason. It turned out that the dress she was wearing was too gorgeous, and he was jealous.
Cheyenne was not stubborn. Seeing his gloomy expression, she couldn’t help but tease him.
“Don’t you think I look beautiful in this?”
She stood up and deliberately turned around in front of him.
The dress perfectly showcased her flawless figure, accentuating her chest and legs, exuding sexiness.
If she was showing it off to herself alone, Kelvin would sincerely say that she looked even better without clothes.
But if she wore it outside for others to see, Kelvin wished she could cover herself from head to toe.
Considering the weather was still a bit hot, he didn’t want his wife to suffer. In the end, he chose a retro-style square-necked short skirt for her.
“Red doesn’t look good. Wear this.”
He handed her a canary yellow skirt. It had a simple design but was timeless.
This color was picky and could easily look tacky, but Cheyenne had astonishingly fair skin, and the yellow color made her look several years younger.
She also braided two twisted braids, so when she walked, everyone would probably think she was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl.
Standing beside her, Kelvin, who was already thirty-two years old, looked more like a senior in the family.
Just as the two arrived at the airport, a young internet celebrity with a plastic surgery face eagerly approached them. Half of her fake eyelashes had fallen off, unbeknownst to her.
She coquettishly blocked Cheyenne’s path and said, “Is the person next to you your uncle, little girl? How about I become your aunt?”
“I can introduce resources to you and make you famous on the internet. I have over a million followers now. I can live stream with you and have my fans send you gifts.”
Although he didn’t want Cheyenne to become an internet celebrity and steal his resources, she had to please her uncle through this young girl.
Cheyenne, wearing sunglasses, was stunned for a moment. Then she took off her sunglasses, revealing a stunningly beautiful face with a nonchalant smile. Her smile was charming yet mischievous.
“Sure, Miss, when are you planning to live stream with me? My uncle is 32 years old this year and still single. You better hurry up,” she said in a casual tone.
“What?” The woman was almost dumbfounded. This… the face in front of her seemed familiar.
Meanwhile, Kelvin, standing beside them, was about to explode with anger. Not only was he mistaken for Cheyenne’s elder, but this disgusting woman dared to have such thoughts about him.
With a stern face, he scolded her, “Get lost!”
The woman was taken aback by his reaction but didn’t seem eager to leave.
Suddenly, Cheyenne felt a little sorry for her. It took courage to openly express affection in front of Kelvin.
“Uncle, don’t be too harsh. Grandpa said you’re not young anymore and should learn to be gentle with women.”
Was she acting?
Kelvin regretted being too soft with her last night, as it gave her the opportunity to get out of bed and welcome the rival while spouting nonsense.
“You shut up! Wait and see how I deal with you when we get back!”
Without waiting for the internet celebrity to react, Kelvin grabbed Cheyenne’s hand and dragged her into his embrace.
This gesture indicated a declaration of ownership.
The woman stared at them with wide eyes and suddenly understood something, wearing a disgusted expression as if she had eaten a fly.
“Hmph! So it’s an uncle-niece incest relationship. No wonder…”
Well, it definitely wasn’t her problem.
On the other hand, as Cheyenne was being dragged away by Kelvin, she realized she had annoyed him, but she had no intention of appeasing him.
Let him be angry, it’s not like his anger affects her health.
“Let go of me. It’s not good to be pulling and tugging like this. Can’t you see that people around us are staring? They might think you’re a human trafficker, and I’m a university student abducted against my will.”
Upon hearing this, Kelvin let go of her but still looked at her with a cool gaze, gritting his teeth. “And now you’re not my niece anymore?”
“University student?” He carefully observed Cheyenne, reluctantly admitting that this woman was getting younger and younger.
Standing together, he did indeed look old.
But so what?
She was destined to be his wife and the mother of his child. Is it her fault that she looks young?
Cheyenne touched her nose with a hint of pride in her voice. “It’s not me who said it, it’s what they said.”
“You’re already eight years older than me. I’ve told you before not to stay up late, not to be picky with food, and to sleep and wake up early. It’s your fault for not listening to me.”
Sleeping and waking up early? Kelvin pondered, stroking his chin. “If you’re willing to quit your job and let me support you at home, waking up early won’t be a problem.”
As for going to bed early, he paused for a moment, then slightly parted his lips and continued, “If we start doing it after having dinner, it shouldn’t be a problem either.”
Cheyenne looked dumbfounded.
What the hell is he talking about? Doesn’t he know that intense exercise immediately after a meal is not good?