Chapter 93: Iker''S Son


    Chapter 93: Iker''s Son


    After many days, Cheyenne''s figure finally appeared in Iker''s sight again.


    Today''s weather was slightly warm, and she wore a white off-the-shoulder chiffon top with ruffled


    edges, paired with a blue irregr denim skirt that reached just below her thighs. She revealed


    delicate corbones and a pair of fair and slender long legs, wearing white shoes.


    If others wore this outfit, they would only feel pure and fashionable. But when worn by Cheyenne, it


    immediately conjured up one word in people''s minds - goddess.


    Her legs were more perfect than any model he had ever seen before - smooth and tender, straight


    and slender with delicate ankles.


    Iker took one look at them but couldn''t help staring at them continuously.


    This woman may not be beautiful in the face but her legs were stunningly gorgeous to him.


    "Master Iker! It''s been so long since we''ve seen each other. Are you doing well?" She raised a cute


    little face with an especially radiant smile on it.


    He cleared his throat and quickly withdrew his gaze, coldly saying, "It hasn''t been that long; only


    three days."


    Tsk tsk...


    How heartless!


    She was his attending doctor, but he didn''t miss her at all.


    "Okay, I can see that you''re doing well, Master Iker," Cheyenne replied


    Layne had helped him with acupuncture for pain relief and taught Tanner a set of massage


    techniques. After a few days of massage, his legs were indeed much better than before.


    "Come in and talk," Iker said suddenly, looking down at her from above.


    "Good timing. There''s something I need to discuss with you too, Master Iker." Cheyenne said as she


    walked into the lobby of Iker''s Estate.


    As soon as she entered the room, she saw a handsome little boy sitting on the sofa. He had a


    round face and shining obsidian eyes with slightly parted lips that were tinted red. He was wearing


    blue jeans and looked about one or two years old.


    Cheyenne was stunned for a moment when she noticed how much the child resembled Iker in


    terms of facial features. Her curiosity piqued, she teased him by saying, "I can''t believe it! Master


    Iker''s son is already this big!"


    Hearing thisment made him twitch his lips while giving her an icy re before replying coldly,


    "What nonsense are you talking about? Do not speak without thinking."


    "It''s true though! Just look at this kid; he looks so much like you! It''s normal for someone old like you


    to have a two-year-old child," Cheyenne joked back teasingly.


    "I wonder what the mother of this child looks like to have given birth to such a beautiful baby."


    Iker never cared about his appearance and didn''t bother looking in the mirror, but he never


    expected someone to call him "old"!


    His face darkened as he sarcastically replied, "Kelvin, your ex-husband and I are the same age."


    "What? He couldn''t satisfy you with his old age so you divorced him?"


    Iker thought Cheyenne would be angry at thatment, but instead sheughed as if it wasn''t


    directed at her.


    "Master Iker is wise. You know there are plenty of young and handsome guys out there now." Her


    smile remained on her face without a trace of pessimism.


    But in that moment, Iker felt that her smile was fake and heartbreaking. He didn''t like how she


    pretended to be cheerful. Even though he had only known Cheyenne for less than a month, he


    could tell that beneath her smile was a hint of sadness that quickly disappeared.


    "This big sister is so pretty! Brother, is she your girlfriend?" The child who looked no more than three


    years old asked with an adorable voice.


    Cheyenne''s heart melted when she heard the little one call her "big sister". She walked over with an


    even warmer smile and crouched down in front of the little guy asking sweetly, "How old are you?


    Do you know what a girlfriend is?"


    Lewis obediently nodded his head while staring directly into Cheyenne''s beautiful face.


    "I... I am one year and ten months old now. Mommy says I will be two years old soon."


    "Sister, you are so pretty," he said while extending his chubby little hand to make a gesture.


    But he didn''t know how to do it properly, so he stretched out both of his small hands and opened


    them up.


    He was just too cute.


    When Cheyenne married Kelvin at eighteen, she thought about having a child for him. Her


    grandfather-inw was urging her on as well.


    She had once fantasized about marrying him at eighteen, getting pregnant and giving birth smoothly


    by neen. By the time she was twenty-one, the crying baby would be around the same age as


    this little brat in front of her eyes.


    Ideas are always perfect but unrealistic. After marriage, reality gave her a hard p in the face.


    Kelvin didn''t even want to touch her; on their wedding night, he flew overseas to apany his


    childhood sweetheart instead.


    This long-distance tension between themsted for a year until old Mr. Foley found out about it and


    forced him back home.


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    He reluctantly slept with her then, demanding fiercely with an icy face every time like venting his


    emotions.


    Cheyenne mentioned Grandpa wanting great-grandchildren but got nothing but ridicule from Kelvin


    in return.


    "Is it Grandpa who wants great-grandchildren or do you want to use children to control me?"


    "100 million dors isn''t enough for your family? You still want more from the Foley Family using our


    child?"


    "Cheyenne, you don''t deserve to have my children!" His resolute and hateful words pierced her


    heart, and Cheyenne dared not bring up the topic again.


    Kelvin seemed to be on guard against her too, always wearing condoms whenever they slept


    together.


    When old Mr. Foley asked why they didn''t have any children yet, she shouldered the burden alone


    by using her own health as an excuse. But all she got in return was Kelvin''s malicious suspicion.


    "Did you go see Grandpa again? From now on, stop going to the Foley mansion. How did you


    be Mrs. Foley? Don''t you know that?" He hung up the phone after saying this.


    He disappeared for over a month afterwards and didn''t answer any of Cheyenne''s calls or


    messages.


    When he finally returned, it was for Abbie''s sake.


    The repeated disappointments and hurts pushed her into a dark abyss of suffering every day.


    Cheyenne thought about giving up and leaving everything behind. But there was a voice inside her


    telling her that things could change if she treated Kelvin with sincerity. One day, he would realize


    how good she was to him and treat her gently in return.


    She would never forget that cold winter under the bridge when he gave her warmth.