Became A Queen After divorce

This question seemed simple, but to delve into it, one had to go back ten years.

Cheyenne’s eyes reddened as she proudly said, “If you choose me just because of the child, I’d rather not have such love!”

“Or if you think you owe me from five years ago and want to compensate, there’s no need.”

She was Cheyenne, the heir of the Edwards family and the chairman of Nymphscape Group, with her own pride.

Kelvin turned pale with fright and hurriedly grabbed the microphone to explain, “No! I’m not marrying you to compensate you, nor because of the child.”

“Of course, I genuinely want to make it up to you, but that’s not the main reason.”

“If it were any other woman, I could easily use money to settle it. But you mean something different to me, eight years ago and still now.”

“You asked me what kind of person you are in my heart. Fine, I’ll tell you now.”

“At first, the Cheyenne I saw was just a delinquent girl who skipped classes and fought every day, full of bad habits.”

If it weren’t for his grandfather’s pressure, he would never have married in his life, let alone be tied to her.All content is © N0velDrama.Org.

But gradually, he was attracted by her youthful and unrestrained personality. In fact, Kelvin had fallen in love with her back then.

“Before meeting you, I never thought I would get married one day.”

However, he was a coward. His parents’ failed marriage left an indelible shadow on him, making him distrustful of marital relationships.

He couldn’t believe his emotions could be swayed by a young girl.

“I hated that feeling, being emotionally out of control like never before.”

“After meeting you, I often thought of you before sleep and in the office… I couldn’t shake it off. More than dislike, it was fear.”

“I feared I would never be the same again.”

“So I deliberately distanced myself from you. I’m sorry, Cheyenne! I was foolish and did many things that hurt you.”

Although Kelvin kept telling himself to stay away from women, especially Cheyenne…

He always lost control when he met her.

After sleeping with her once, he became addicted.

Those three years, Kelvin seemed colder than anyone else, but he was the most conflicted and tormented.

Because he would tell himself not to touch Cheyenne one second, and the next moment he’d be drunk in her embrace.

Over and over again… always breaking the rules.

Until Abbie returned. Using this opportunity, he wanted to rid himself of these tormenting emotions completely.

“I know you misunderstood me because of her, but Cheyenne, please believe me. I’ve only ever loved you.”

“I thought after you left, I could return to my old self. But I was wrong. Without you, I realized life had lost all meaning.”

“I miss how you acted spoiled by my side, how you bullied others with your fierce demeanor, and how you were always contrary in words but not in heart.”

“In my heart, you’re a unique treasure.”

“Among millions of roses, you’re the most passionate one!”

“I want to cherish you! Please give me this chance, my princess!”

The groom knelt on one knee to propose, his heartfelt words deeply moving everyone present.

All the women present, from two-year-olds to eighty-year-olds, were touched by his sincerity.

Cheyenne got the answer she wanted. Holding back tears, she quickly responded to her godfather’s earlier question.

“I do!”

Abel wiped his tears. It wasn’t easy for these two kids to come back together.

“Alright, I announce… Groom, you may now…”

Before he could finish his sentence, Kelvin joyfully lifted Cheyenne horizontally.

“Great! Honey, you finally agreed.”

“Put me down.”

The wedding wasn’t officially over yet. With so many people watching below, she wasn’t thick-skinned enough to be treated like a spectacle without feeling embarrassed.

“Hahaha, I’m so happy! From now on, I can openly call you my wife.”

“No way! I want to call you now!”

“My dear wife.”

“Hmm.”

He called once; she answered once.

Despite being over thirty years old, he acted like a naive young man and kept calling her.

“My dear wife.”

“I’m here.”

“Wife, Cheyenne, I love you so much. I don’t think I can live without you for the rest of my life.”

“…”

Cheyenne had no choice but to lightly scold him.

“Fool, you’ve already put a ring on my finger. Where else can I go?”

“Right. You wore my ring at eighteen; you’re destined to be my woman for life.”

Kelvin finished speaking and couldn’t help lifting her veil. Amidst envious gasps, he kissed her lips.

“Mmm~”

Before Cheyenne could react, a warm sensation spread across her lips.

Afraid she might escape, Kelvin pressed the back of her head with one hand and deepened the lingering kiss.

His agile tongue pried open her teeth and intertwined with her small tongue.

This kiss carried a slight intoxication that made one irresistibly enchanted. Cheyenne gave up struggling and closed her eyes.

The surrounding sounds were subconsciously blocked out as they kissed passionately. Someone boredly timed it.

“Tsk tsk, it lasted a full three minutes!”

“So romantic… When will it be my turn to get married?”

Krystal looked enviously at Miss Lawrence and Mr. Foley while turning back to ask Chris.

Chris also wanted to get married, but…

“I need to ask the president for leave first.”

“Alright. If you dare forget this time, I’ll never talk to you again.”

“I won’t forget; I swear I won’t forget this time.”

It wasn’t that he forgot before; it was because Mr. Foley wasn’t around that all the big and small matters in the company fell on him.

He simply couldn’t take leave.

Hopefully this time after getting married, Mr. Foley would settle down and return to work to support his family.

Glenn also came but on behalf of his wife Kate.

He took a photo of this happy moment with his phone and sent it to his wife as proof.

“Kate, look. Miss Lawrence and Mr. Foley’s wedding went perfectly. Can I come back now to take care of you?”

A message notification sounded; it was from Kate.

[No! I was supposed to be Cheyenne’s bridesmaid. Take a picture of the bridesmaid group for me. Who took my place? Boohoo!]

She even added a crying cute bear emoji at the end.

Glenn’s lips twitched slightly.

He really didn’t want to take that photo because he felt Omari would taint his eyes.

“Oh well, just take a random shot to make my wife happy. Better find an ugly one so she won’t feel worse later.”

Master Glenn narcissistically thought: Compared to Kelvin, I’m the better husband who spoils his wife more!