After a long journey of over ten hours, the small car was finally approaching their destination – Mountmend.


    Uriel suggested they not enter the vige right away to avoid drawing attention, and instead stay overnight in Martslock, a city a short distance away from Mountmend.


    Upon entering Yocmery, Kelvin immediately noticed the differences between Akloit and this ce: bluer skies, more mountains, and higher temperatures.


    It was a beautiful and unique ce, the only downside being the high altitude. Despite having a good constitutionpared to his peersing from the ins, Kelvin still asionally felt tired and experienced mild symptoms of altitude sickness upon arriving here.


    Uriel went out to buy dinner, being not one to fuss over food himself, he simply grabbed a bowl of local chicken soup with noodles.


    Considering Kelvin’s special status, he also bought fish, steamed chicken, steamed pork, and special grilled rats.


    Since the first day in Yocmery, Kelvin had decided to adapt to the local customs, but while the first few dishes Uriel got were passable, thest one, grilled rats were just too much!


    Looking at the dish with its belly slit open, limbs skewered on bamboo sticks, charred until only a thinyer of skin remained, with the head and tail of the “rat” intact, Kelvin expressed his inability to ept it.


    Uriel, being a local, didn’t find it terrifying at all. “Um… Mr. Foley, you’ve got it wrong. This isn’t an ordinary rat, it’s a bamboo rat. Scientifically proven to be high in protein, tender and delicious meat.”


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    Kelvin cut him off, pushing the te and the bamboo rat into his arms, coldly telling him to eat it himself.


    A dreamless night, both of them woke up early the next day.


    It was only half past six, the sky was a crystal clear blue, high and distant, white clouds hanging like cotton candy on the mountaintops.


    The seashore looked like a vast expanse, white mist veiling the mountainsides. A golden sun emerged from behind the mountains, painting the clouds in hues of gold, pink, rose, light purple, and orange… a disy of vibrant colors.


    Even the summer sunsets in Akloit couldn’tpare with such a breathtaking sight.


    Kelvin took in a breath of the fresh morning air, then took out his phone to capture the moment and sent it to his wife back in Akloit.


    He was enveloped in golden light, his handsome face adorned with a smile softer than the sunlight.


    He sent the message.


    Knowing well that hiszy wife would still be asleep at this hour, sending a message might disturb her sleep, yet a man deeply in love couldn’t resist sharing such beauty with his partner.


    Kelvin wasn’t expecting a quick reply from Cheyenne, he just hoped seeing the beautiful sight he shared would brighten her day a little.


    Little did he know, Cheyenne, far away in Akloit, was also missing him, staying awake all night and unusually waking up early.


    Cheyenne would never admit to missing him, preparing to head to the kitchen downstairs to cook a hearty breakfast for the family to distract herself.


    At that moment, her phone, resting on the bedside table, rang.


    The thought that it might be Kelvin made her forget about the bandaged foot and she hurried back to the bedroom.


    Checking the phone, it was indeed him.


    She stared at the fairy-tale-like picture he sent, savoring the words Kelvin sent. Cheyenne’s night of tension and anxiety vanished in that moment.


    They were reced by a sense of warmth and emotion that enveloped her.


    Perhaps even she didn’t realize that her lips curved into a sweet and enchanting smile.


    “Beep beep beep…”


    Kelvin, taken aback, looked down and took a few seconds to confirm that it was Cheyenne calling.


    He hurriedly answered.


    “Cheyenne.”


    His deep voice was maic, filled with longing for her, unbelievably gentle.


    In the video, Cheyenne appeared as if she had just woken up, wearing only arge red spaghetti strapce nightgown that hugged her body with its silky, light fabric, enchanting like a fairy.


    Her exquisite face, the one he yearned for, now bore a touch of anger,ining the moment she spoke to him.


    “You, Kelvin, here I am, worried about you toiling outside and not daring to call, and you’re out there gallivanting like it’s a vacation, eating good food, enjoying the sights…”


    Just leaving me out, hmph!


    Kelvin, feeling unjustly used by her sharp words, said, “It’s actually quite tough. Mr. David wanted to feed me rat meatst night, I’d rather starve.”


    Mr. David, who was just about to wash his face, froze in ce.


    Mr. Foley remembered well that he ate heartilyst night.


    Cheyenne, still unaware of the truth, was less angry, even mockinglyughing at Kelvin.


    “Are you afraid of eating rat meat? I’ve really eaten it before, it’s not bad.”


    He knew, but Cheyenne only ate it when that woman Mya bullied her.


    “Ahem… I’m definitely not afraid.”


    “By the way, who is Mr. David?”


    Hearing the woman’s question on the phone, Uriel immediately straightened his back, considering she was Mr. Murillo’s friend, should he politely greet her?


    Wait, it might not be appropriate to meet ady in just a vest, it would seem disrespectful.


    Thinking of this, Uriel, not even done washing his face, hurried back into the room to find a white shirt to put on.


    Just as he buttoned up and prepared to greet Cheyenne, he overheard Mr. Foley saying:


    “Mr. David’s name is Uriel David, he’s a helper arranged by Gordon for me.”


    “Really? Is he handsome?”


    Kelvin’s eyes darkened for a moment, his wife’s habit of liking handsome men couldn’t be changed!


    Even with many male friends around her, even calling TV stars “honey”, now she’s curious about a man she has never met?


    Let’s see how he deals with her!


    These improper thoughts must be stopped in time, “Ahem… Mr. David is forty years old, slightly tanned, and shorter than me.”


    “Most importantly, not as handsome as me!”