Chapter 742: He Did Not Make Things Difficult for Me

Looking at his exhausted sleeping face, she couldn't bear to disturb him. It was unclear what Kelvin was dreaming about, as his brows were tightly furrowed and deep creases lined his broad forehead. Cheyenne couldn't help but reach out with her delicate, fair hand to smooth out the wrinkles. In a hushed tone, she murmured in his ear, "Kelvin, let's start over." She didn't mind that he was currently unattractive and poor; after all, she was beautiful enough, and she had millions in her bank account to support him. As she finished speaking, Cheyenne gently moved his arm aside, got out of bed, put on her shoes, and quietly left. After a quick freshening up and donning a light beige cotton robe, Cheyenne made her way downstairs to the restaurant. The breakfast selection here was not as varied as back home, and there were no soup dumplings that Cheyenne enjoyed. She had to settle for a traditional breakfast arranged by the waiter. It looked quite abundant—a plate of stir-fried vegetable