In the dark of night, the light between his fingers was clear as day. The blue inner me was only the size of a soybean, surrounded by a bright yellow outer me. The fire flickered and jumped in his fingers, extending freely with the breeze, exuding an air of coolness.


    Kelvin was afraid to alert anyone and chose to remain still, staring coldly at the direction of the man.


    Time passed second by second until about five minutester when another ck figure ran out from behind the vi. This one was slightly shorter than before and Kelvin couldn’t see either man’s face clearly.This belongs to N?velDrama.Org: ?.


    They whispered something to each other before the man ying with matches tilted his head slightly. His ne suddenly leaned forward from around his neck and caught a glimmer from matchlight. It was round like a coin with an eagle soaring through clouds carved onto it while sharp talons gripped onto a long snake.


    Kelvin suddenly felt familiar with this object but couldn’t quite ce where he had seen it before.


    After they finished talking, the thinner man left quickly.


    The other one took out another box of matches from inside his jacket pocket. He opened it smoothly taking out one matchstick which he lit up immediately without ying around on his fingertips this time around; instead he lit up a cigarette, saying in rough hoarse voice “I have things to do, so I’ll be going now.”


    “Aidan, take care.”


    Both men left.


    Kelvin quickly got off his car and walked towards Cheyenne’s vi gate but found nothing unusual except for summer insects chirping away in darkness surrounding him. He turned on shlight on phone circling around Cheyenne’s vi once more but didn’t find anything suspicious.


    When he was about to leave, suddenly there came an intense beam shining straight into Kelvin’s face!


    A voice filled with anger spoke coldly, “Kelvin, what are you doing here?”


    The white light shone painfully into Kelvin’s eyes, making him squint ufortably while shielding most of its re with fingers, allowing him to see who hade – Omari!


    What was he doing here at Cheyenne’s house?


    And the man was wearing a white bathrobe, with the cor slightly open, revealing a fair and strong chest, as well as his hairy long legs that didn’t match his clean image.


    He appeared in front of Kelvin wearing slippers, asking thetter in the posture of a male host.


    Kelvin’s face was cold and he was also burning with anger. He stared back and asked with an equally indifferent voice, “Mr. Lara, can you exin why you are here?”


    The noise downstairs finally woke up Cheyenne on the second floor. She had sleptte and had only been asleep for two minutes when she heard a faint sound of footsteps.


    Cheyenne heard it but herziness kicked in and she didn’t want to get up to check it out.


    She thought it might be a stray cat or something nearby that would go away soon enough. But then there were voices of two people arguing right after that.


    Enough was enough!


    Her anger rose as she sat up from her bed, pushed open the window and picked up the vase on her desk to pour water down from above.


    She shouted out, “You two better stop fighting far away from here at this time of night! What are you trying to do by sneaking around like this?”


    Unexpectedly, cold water poured down from above suddenly. Although Kelvin who stood under her window reacted quickly enough by moving aside but still got wet on his shoulder by some drops of water.


    Omari looked at Kelvin’s miserable appearance gleefully while chuckling with his lips covered by his hand.


    “Tsk tsk,” Omari said mockingly, “Cheyenne has such bad temper when waking up early. Mr. Foley, please forgive me for not teaching her well before.”


    But inside he thought, ‘Good! Let him suffer for sneaking around doing bad things at night! It was a pity that Kelvin managed to avoid most of it.’


    Kelvin disdainfully nced over Omari.


    Just then, another maic voice came from behind them. The sound made by wheels rolling over the ground could be heard faintly.


    “Iker!”


    Kelvin looked at him without changing expression; That ck figure sitting steadily on the wheelchair with short hair slightly raised upwards due to just waking up obviously.


    He wore ck id pajamas which couldn’t hide hismanding aura.


    And pushing him forward was none other than Cheyenne herself.


    She came down in front of two men in a white strap dress, the thin shoulder straps sticking to her fair and plump shoulders. The night breeze was cool, so she draped a pink scarf over her shoulders with her long hair flowing down.


    She was as enchanting as a witch.


    She raised her hand and elegantly yawned. Her beautiful starry eyes were slightly sleepy but adorable.


    “Kelvin… don’t tell me you’re sleepwalking.”


    This was his second time at the Lawrence Vi, the first being three years ago when he came to pick her up for a wedding ceremony. It was really rare.


    Of course, Kelvin understood Cheyenne’s sarcastic tone. He pursed his lips and remained silent for several seconds before answering. “I’m not sleepwalking.”


    “Oh? That’s even stranger. I’m afraid there isn’t anything worth Mr. Foley’s attention here. You seem to havee to the wrong ce if you want to steal something!”


    Her disguised eviction order gave Omari confidence. He naturally walked up beside Cheyenne with tender eyes looking at her.


    “I’ll handle this matter; you go back to bed first, I’ll be there soon.”


    Cheyenne didn’t even realize that there might be any ambiguity in what he said; she shrugged her shoulders and nodded again before yawning once more.


    “Okay then, I’m going to Akloit College tomorrow morning looking for Kate.”


    Watching their natural interaction, Kelvin froze on the spot while feeling an inexplicable pain in his heart.


    Although he had thought that she would find another man quickly after divorcing him. But seeing it happen right in front of him felt different.


    Omari lived here wearing bathrobes while speaking such gentle ambiguous words with Cheyenne without any objections from her side.


    Did this mean that she admitted dating Mr. Lara?


    What about Iker?


    Where did he fit into all this?


    It had only been one month since their divorce yet two men already moved into her house! She really had some nerve!


    Kelvin felt jealous without realizing it himself, thinking that he couldn’t stand such promiscuous behavior while suppressing most of his newly born guilt feelings inside himself .