Her voice was gentle. Under the soft light, her cascading hair spread out like a dense waterfall, setting off her luminous face, as pure and radiant as moonlight. Mike couldn’t help but blush as he stood on the deck, biting his lip and shyly staring at his own toes.
“Cheyenne, I’m leaving,” he said.
“Alright, goodnight,” Cheyenne replied, dropping the curtain. She watched Mike’s shadow disappear behind the curtain, gradually fading into the night.
Meanwhile, Kelvin let out a sigh of relief. He approached Cheyenne from behind and suddenly hugged her, speaking with a hint of gloominess, “You seem to be too good to that kid…”
Kelvin was feeling jealous!
After hearing this, Cheyenne couldn’t help but twitch her lips, turning around to look at him with a speechless expression, finding it amusing.
“Come on, he’s only thirteen!”
“But he’s already half a head taller than you.”
Don’t underestimate boys; many of them understand what having a girlfriend means at the age of thirteen or fourteen. Of course, Kelvin was either disciplined or just a good young man; during his youth, he was solely focused on studying.
Cheyenne kicked him hard and went back to the cabin with a blanket, preparing to sleep.
“Don’t think everyone is as morally corrupt as you. I just treat him like a younger brother.”
“And besides, I just sympathize with him. Mike is a good kid, and I want to sponsor his education.”
Upon hearing this, Kelvin furrowed his brows deeply.
Seeing his reaction, Cheyenne couldn’t help but ask, somewhat displeased, “What? You don’t agree?”
With their current financial situation, sponsoring a child through college wasn’t difficult for them. After all, they donated millions to society every year.
However, Kelvin recalled a piece of news he had heard at a social gathering before. Initially, he had treated it as a joke, but now it seemed to be becoming a reality.
“Sponsoring him is fine, but let me handle it.”
“Hmm?”
Didn’t he dislike Mike?
Kelvin stood tall and confidently told her, “I had a business associate. He and his wife were together for ten years, and then his wife left him because the sponsored child pursued her once he grew up. Her husband was busy with work every day and didn’t have time for her, so she left her faithful husband.”
Cheyenne understood what he was implying.
In matters of love, Mr. Foley was giving her a heads-up.
It was both infuriating and amusing.
“Kelvin, what do you take me for? And when did you become so gossipy?”
She remembered he used to be aloof and indifferent to everything except work. But now…
Not only did he listen to others’ conversations at social events, but he also joined forums to discuss how to be a good father.
When Cheyenne accidentally saw his chat records, she almost burst out laughing.
To her, it seemed like a bunch of novices advising other novices…
But Kelvin seemed to enjoy it.
Kelvin, who had been kicked, awkwardly bent down to rub his ankles, limping as he caught up with her.
“Cheyenne, you shouldn’t treat me like this. I’m your faithful husband…”
“Hehe, you know you’re a faithful one.”
“I’m just a bit older, but they say online that you should marry someone older, they’ll take care of you.”
What’s so good about those youngsters? They’re just childish!
Cheyenne tossed the pillow at him ungraciously and lay down first, occupying the best spot.
“Sleep, or I’ll toss you to the forest to feed the snakes,” she said.
Seeing this, Kelvin knew she agreed, so he happily lay down beside her.
He reached out his long arm and pulled her petite figure into his embrace, their closeness more intimate than ever.
“You’re just reluctant to toss me out to feed the snakes, otherwise, who will comfort you in the future?” Cheyenne turned to face him.
He had his back to the light, with half of his face hidden in the darkness.
The half of his face illuminated by the light had deep-set features, and his deep-set eyes were filled with a gentle smile.
She noticed two white hairs at Kelvin’s temple and couldn’t help but reach out and gently stroke them, saying with some concern, “Will you blame me for bringing you from the wolf’s den into the snake pit because of Omari?”
Kelvin looked at her very seriously, tightly holding her soft hand and placing a kiss on it.
“No, what you owe Omari is also what I owe him. Since we’re husband and wife, naturally, we should settle it together.”
He rarely said such cheesy words.
In the past, she didn’t like hearing such promises, feeling they were too fake. But now, she was moved, maybe because it was him who said these words.
“We must both live well. Oliver and Cierra are still waiting for us to go back.”
This time, she hugged his waist voluntarily, burying her whole self in his embrace.
The night breeze was slightly cool, and when their bodies hugged each other, they warmed each other’s hearts.
Kelvin promised her, “We will definitely return safely.”
He would never let his children end up like Mike. It was too pitiful.
“Alright, let’s sleep. We have to get up early tomorrow.”
“Yeah.”
The timing and place weren’t right. Even if Kelvin had some other thoughts at the moment, he didn’t dare to act on them because everyone lived on the ship, and there was no privacy at all.
He could only suppress his desire for more and kissed her tenderly on her pure forehead.
“Goodnight, Honey.”
“You chatterbox, we’re not married yet, so you can only call me Miss Lawrence.”
“We’ll get married when we go back. I’m just practicing in advance.”
She agreed to his proposal, so she wouldn’t run away, would she?
No way!
Just as the couple were about to enter dreamland affectionately, a voice came from outside the curtain again.
It was Mike.
He stood on the deck, shouting through the curtain to Cheyenne, “Sister, my grandpa’s rheumatism has flared up badly. Can you help save him?”
“I’m sorry, I know I shouldn’t disturb you,” Mike sobbed.
Hearing Mike’s crying, Cheyenne dared not continue sleeping. She quickly opened her eyes and sat up.
“I understand, I’ll go see him right away.”
With her movement, Kelvin also lost his sleepiness. He got up to help her get dressed.
“Don’t worry, it’s just an old problem. There shouldn’t be any life-threatening danger. Wear more clothes to avoid catching a cold.”
“Let’s go see him no matter what.”
“Yeah, I’ll accompany you.”
Poor things, they had just fallen asleep for less than ten minutes and were forced to get up to visit grandpa.
Mike’s grandfather lay in bed, his rheumatism causing his legs to swell and ache, making it impossible for him to even get out of bed.