Finally, he hesitated for a moment before clicking on the picture.
The silhouette in the photo was indeed someone he knew – Iker!
“He actually went back to his home country!”
And he was carrying his wife!!
Kelvin’s face turned dark, and the joints of the hand holding his phone turned white.
Despite being angry, he didn’t lose his composure. Instead, he noticed something from the photo.
Although Cheyenne was being carried by Iker in the photo, Kelvin still saw her bare feet. One of them seemed to be wrapped in gauze.
It wasn’t very obvious because of how far away they were when it was taken. You had to look closely to notice it.
Kelvin didn’t have time to be jealous now; all he could think about was Cheyenne getting hurt.
“Cheyenne,” he whispered softly under his breath.
In Akloit, it was just dawn when Lilah drove Cheyenne back home. The assistant looked nervous throughout their journey as she had never driven such a good car before and feared damaging it.
Cheyenne found Lilah’s anxious demeanor amusing and tried comforting her by saying, “Don’t worry about it; just pretend you’re driving your Chery QQ.”
Lilah became even more excited at this suggestion; however, her Chery QQ only cost less than four thousand while Miss Lawrence’s Lamborghini costs millions!
Coughing nervously, Lilah replied, “Yes… I’ll try my best.”
Throughout their journey together, she remained extremely anxious but managed to safely deliver Miss Lawrence home without any incidents.
Seeing this billion-dollar mansion right in front of her eyes made Lilah feel like she had stepped into a comic book world.
“This house is so beautiful! I’ve only seen something like this in comics!” exclaimed an awestruck Lilah.
Cheyenne playfully tapped on her forehead with one hand and said, “Come on inside already!”
“Can… can I really?” asked a hesitant Lilah.
“Of course you can! You’ll be picking me up from work these next few days anyway,” replied Cheyenne with a smile. “My maid cooks delicious food too – don’t you want to try some?”
Unable to resist temptation anymore after hearing that statement, Lilah nodded eagerly and said, “Yes please!”
As soon as they entered Cheyenee’s house at that time point, Oliveer sat obediently eating breakfast on one of chairs near them.
Grandpa, on the other hand, was reading a porn magazine with a red face and shaking his beard in the early morning. It all seemed a bit… sleazy? Fortunately, Oliver had the same temperament as Kelvin and paid no attention to it.
After finishing his milk, little Oliver stood up straight with his hands behind his back and looked at Great-grandpa very seriously. He couldn’t help but remind him, “Great-grandpa, I’m going to be late for school.”
The old man didn’t even take his eyes off the book and just said calmly, “I know. Don’t worry; Great-grandpa won’t let you be late.”
The next second, Oliver mercilessly retorted, “But I’ve already been late three times this week! The teacher said she’ll have to call my parents if it happens again.”
“What?” They’re going to call your parents?
Finally putting down his book, Great-grandpa replied, “Uh… if your teacher wants you to bring your parents next time, go find your mommy instead. My legs aren’t what they used to be.”
Cheyenne was speechless. How come you don’t seem like you have bad legs when you go fishing or play chess outside?
“Grandpa! Oliver! I’m back!”
Upon hearing Cheyenne’s voice, Oliver who was previously aloof immediately became clingy.
“Mommy! You’re back!”
However, before two seconds of happiness had passed by, he noticed something wrong with her foot.
“Mommy! You’re hurt!”
Old Mr. Foley also looked up upon hearing this and saw Cheyenne’s wrapped-up foot which made him furious.
“What happened?”
You were fine when we left last night right?
Knowing that Grandpa was just worried about her made Cheyenne not feel strange about it but Lilah got scared and started trembling.
Just as she opened her mouth, Cheyenne stopped her with a look.
“Grandfather, please calm down first; I fell while on duty last night so my foot is wrapped up now but it will heal in a few days.”
She didn’t tell them about being attacked last night because she didn’t want them worrying too much.
Upon hearing that Cheyenne only hurt herself from falling, Old Mr. Foley felt sorry for her then tried hard not show any weakness by saying:”You are such an adult already yet still can’t do things carefully.”
“A perfectly fine person ends up falling in hospital; how foolish can one get?”
“Alright then, sit down first since your feet are swollen so severely.”
Despite his scolding, old Mr. Foley still cared for her.
Cheyenne she pulled Lilah to sit down with her. She didn’t forget to act weak and cute in front of her grandfather.
“Grandpa… look at me, I’m like this now. Are you really going to let me starve?”
Old Mr. Foley couldn’t help but feel sorry for her, but he had no choice but to wave his hand impatiently and say, “Alright! Stop pretending! Just eat your breakfast while I take Oliver to kindergarten.”
He also needed to find a family doctor while he was out.
“Thank you so much, Grandpa! You’re the best!” Cheyenne said gratefully before turning her attention back towards Oliver who was still worried about her injury.
“Oliver, come here,” she called out as the little boy ran over and buried himself in her arms. “Mommy, does it hurt?”
Cheyenne smiled at the concern of having a son and kissed him on the forehead reassuringly, saying, “Don’t worry sweetie! It’s just a small injury. You go study at school okay?”
Oliver was very intelligent even when he was still in his mother’s womb because both Kelvin and Cheyenne gave him prenatal education from an early age.
When he turned two years old, Kelvin sent him off to an early education class where they trained his logic and thinking abilities, which helped him excel beyond other children.
For Oliver, it didn’t matter whether or not he went to school because his intelligence was already advanced compared with other children in preschool.
Oliver wanted to stay at home to take care of his mother instead of going to school, but Cheyenne refused.
“When I come back after school, I’ll bring you your favorite Black Forest cake.”
“Okay, Mom will be waiting for you at home.”
After watching Grandpa and Oliver leave, Cheyenne withdrew her gaze and instructed the maid to bring up breakfast for two.
Meanwhile, Lilah was still mesmerized by Oliver’s handsome face.
“Miss Lawrence, was that your son just now? He’s so cute with his bright eyes, and his fair little face is charming, too! So handsome!”
Seeing her infatuated expression, Cheyenne chuckled lightly.
“Stop dreaming. My son is a child, and you’re already old.”
Lilah thought, “I’m actually only 25.”