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Kelvin took a deep breath and calmly looked at Cheyenne on the screen. She stood under the light… Her cold and fiery eyes stared straight at him.
Even if she tried to appear calm, Kelvin, who knew her well, could see through her.
She was angry!
The thought of Cheyenne being jealous because of him made Kelvin’s frustration disappear in an instant. He smiled charmingly and asked, “Are you jealous?”
Cheyenne blushed instantly like a rose and glared fiercely at him with one hand propping up her cheek as she looked at him on her phone. “Who’s jealous? Not me! We’ve been married for so long; who has time for that?”
Her angry glare only made Kelvin feel she was cuter!
“Hehe… You don’t admit it. Don’t worry; I won’t make fun of you if you’re jealous because of me. Instead, I’ll be very happy!”
Of course he would be happy, but Cheyenne cared about saving face and wouldn’t just go along with what he said.
“Pfft, who’s jealous? Not me! It’s actually you – do you dare say that you’re not jealous of Iker?”
In this regard, Kelvin was much more honest than she was. He nodded without hesitation. “Yes, I’m jealous!”
Cheyenne was speechless.
Kelvin found her dumbfounded expression strangely adorable and couldn’t help but give her a kiss.
With a hint of grievance in his deep voice again, he said, “If it were someone else instead of me who fell onto the island with you back then… Would you still choose me?”
At that time, Omari or Iker were both chasing after her.
The difference was that Omari loved wholeheartedly without reservation for Cheyenne; he didn’t hesitate to leave or offend his family while Iker’s love was restrained.
Perhaps Iker had been more restrained before due to his leg injury, but after his leg healed, the first thing he did was not return to the army; instead, he went to the Lawrence family to find her.
Cheyenne never thought about this question before; now that Kelvin suddenly brought it up, she didn’t want to lie to him either.
Biting her moist red lip, she was pondering for two seconds under his expectant gaze, Cheyenne shook her head slowly. “Probably not.”
Although it was an expected answer from Cheyenne, he still felt a sudden pain in his chest, as if he was suffocating. His lips moved slightly.
“I knew it!” Cheyenne saw the hurt look on his face and frowned, but she wasn’t guilty. “You asked me yourself, and I don’t think you want me to lie to make you happy.”
Kelvin’s lips twitched slightly at her directness. She was always like this, cruelly honest.
“If the truth hurts so much, it wouldn’t hurt to hear a lie once in a while.”
This time, Cheyenne was speechless.
“Why are you saying this now? You said ‘if’, but the fact is that you were the one who fell into the island with me, not anyone else.”
Her words didn’t comfort Kelvin. If young Cheyenne had married him out of love back then, then why did she agree to remarry him later? Was it because… she was moved or because of their child?
Four years ago, if she had just turned around and stayed by his side when they fell into that island together, Kelvin would have been satisfied enough. But now, he felt greedy. He wanted not only her body but also her heart – a complete and pure love for him.
When she offered him that complete and pure heart before, he had dismissed it without hesitation. Now he wanted it back desperately, but even if they sewed up those old wounds together again, there would still be scars left behind.
Cheyenne couldn’t deceive herself or others by saying that she loved Kelvin deeply right now; at least not as much as before.
Over these past few years, they had tried to live like an ordinary couple; things were good between them most of the time and when Cheyenne got angry sometimes Kelvin would pamper her too. But Cheyenne still kept something hidden deep inside herself; even though she seemed happy every day on the surface of things as his wife, lying next to him every night how could he not know? She was just forcing herself to fit into a marriage life…
Kelvin felt helpless against this kind of Cheyenne.
The last question he wanted to ask came after many years of hesitation.
“Cheyenne… can I ask you one last question?”
Cheyenne let out a sigh.
“Go ahead,”she said softly
Kelvin looked serious, and even cautious, his lips parted lightly. “If we weren’t together…if…I mean…would you choose Iker or Omari instead?”
Cheyenne was stunned again.
In fact, she had thought about this question many times before, whether it was because her grandfather forced her or because of her own uncontrollable thoughts.
On both ends of the phone line, the man and woman remained silent for a long time.
Kelvin hoped to hear her answer: “I won’t choose anyone.”
However, after hesitating for a few seconds, Cheyenne finally gave a clear answer – “Omari. He’s been the best to me and my grandpa likes him too!”
Bang!
Kelvin accidentally dropped his phone on the ground. Cheyenne bit her lip and stared at their photo on the bedside table in a daze. “It’s not like I wanted to say that. You asked me yourself.”
Frustrated and angry!
Kelvin really felt heartbroken this time; it was as if he was bleeding out. He could only pretend to be strong as he picked up his phone again.
His handsome face turned pale for several minutes. “I know; I’m not blaming you, Cheyenne.”
“I’m just heartbroken; do you understand?”
Cheyenne looked at him suspiciously with an expressionless face; she couldn’t tell if he was angry or not.
So she continued provoking him, “Why are you making that kind of expression? You hated me so much back then and I thought you were going to marry Abbie instead. We can never be together in this lifetime anyway.”
“Besides, we’re divorced now so I can’t stay celibate forever just for you.”
“No matter what happens though, Omari is the most suitable for me. Even if I don’t love him right away, feelings may grow over time.”
“The reason why I haven’t taken that step yet is because I don’t think I am good enough for her as a divorced woman.”