“Stop talking nonsense, let’s go inside.”
“Yes, my dear princess, be careful. Let me help you.”
Ahead, there was a high threshold. Cheyenne was wearing a long gown today, and the hem was quiterge. She had to lift it to cross the threshold.
Mr. Foley couldn’t let any other man perform such a gentlemanly and romantic act! He knelt on one knee to lift his beloved wife’s gown. Not only was it romantic and gentlemanly, but he was also handsome.
The women around screamed with envy.
“Look at that man, he’s so considerate. You can tell he loves his wife.”
“Why are all the good men taken? Is it toote for me to get a divorce? I haven’t even had my second child yet.”
“Don’t be delusional. Do you think he would look at you? His wife is beautiful even with a mask on. Imagine how stunning she must be without it!”
“Hmph, I don’t believe it! No matter how pretty she is, she can’t be more beautiful than Princess Sierra!”
Just as she finished speaking, she was proven wrong.
Cheyenne felt it was odd to keep wearing a mask at the banquet, so she took it off.
A breathtakingly beautiful face appeared before everyone.
One word-beautiful!
Two words-very beautiful!
Her ck, voluminous hair cascaded like a waterfall behind her. Her eyes were bright and clear like autumn water.
Her nose was delicate, and her lips were as tender and sexy as petals. She looked like she wasn’t wearing makeup, yet everything about her screamed “exquisite.”
The woman who had just said Cheyenne wasn’t as pretty as Princess Sierra was stunned. When she came to her senses, she pped herself.
“I was wrong. Miss Lawrence is indeed more beautiful. Compared to her, Princess Sierra looks like one of those stic surgery inte celebrities.”
As soon as she finished speaking, she felt a chill behind her. If she didn’t know Taswya had no winter, she would have thought she was in the wrong ce.
She turned around to see a pair of sharp, venomous eyes staring at her like a cobra.
The woman was so scared she took two steps back and bumped into a pir.
“Prin… Princess Sierra, I…”
Before she could finish her sentence, Princess Sierra pped her hard.
Smack-
The sound was loud, drawing everyone’s attention.
Princess Sierra seemed to realize her loss ofposure. She gripped her wine ss tightly and said coldly:
“Sorry, I drank too much. I mistook you for someone else.”
What could the woman do against a noble princess? She could only hold back her tears and cover her face as she awkwardly excused herself.
“No problem… I just remembered I have something to do at home. I’ll leave now.”
Cheyenne naturally understood the meaning behind Princess Sierra’s words about “someone else.”
She raised an eyebrow provocatively at Sierra and whispered to Kelvin:
“It seems I’ve offended the princess again.”
Her tone was full of helplessness.
Kelvin kissed her cheek reassuringly, casting a fierce warning nce at Princess Sierra.
“Ignore her; she’s just a lunatic!”
Cheyenne was curious about who was prettier between herself and Princess Sierra.
The dog of a man answered her: “I can’t make you stay young forever, but in my heart, Cheyenne will always be the cutest and most special one.”
Love is blind, they say.
Looking into his deeply affectionate eyes and hearing his sincere words, Cheyenne felt deeply moved.
“You smooth talker, you weren’t like this before.”
“That’s because I love Cheyenne so much. These aren’t just sweet words; they’re my true feelings.”
If he had been half as articte back then, they wouldn’t have divorced.
Kelvin thought regretfully.
Seeing this, Eddie felt relieved. The girl he liked was living happily.
To avoid more public disys of affection, he quietly left the group.
Glenn’s eyes widened, and he secretly gave a thumbs-up behind his back.
At 7:30 PM, the banquet officially began.
The organizers arranged a traditional dance-the Ramayana-as the opening performance.
The story depicted the love and eventual separation of Prince Rama of Ayodhya and his wife Sita.
As the music started, a young man dressed in traditional Taswya attire and wearing a golden crown walked onto the stage with heavy makeup.
His strong physique and exposed muscles made him look as heroic and tall as the prince in the story.
Many women screamed in admiration at his well-defined abs and biceps, but Cheyenne remained calm.
She didn’t like muscr men!
It’s not that shepletely disliked muscles; a man with no muscle at all would be too effeminate.
So muscles were okay!
She preferred men who looked slim in clothes but had muscles underneath-her ideal type.
It didn’t have to be eight-pack abs; six or seven would do… though there probably weren’t any with seven-pack abs?Content rights by N?velDr//ama.Org.
People would definitely mock her if they knew her thoughts: “With so many demands, why don’t you just go to heaven?”
But coincidentally, Kelvin met every one of her criteria!
Kelvin had been worried that his wife might be attracted to the male performer on stage and kept an eye on her.
He noticed that she only nced briefly before losing interest, which made him very happy.
That’s his good wife!
While everyone watched the dance, he pulled Cheyenne’s hand close to his mouth and whispered in her ear:
“If you want to see muscles, I’ll show you mine tonight.”
Cheyenne red at him angrily. “Shut up! Who wants to see your muscles? Be quiet and watch the dance!”
Her re had no effect on him; it seemed like an invitation instead!
He instinctively touched his nose.
[It’s okay; she’s just shy.]
[She clearly likes it. She couldn’t get enoughst night… Hmm, she’s cute when she’s being contrary.]
As a good husband, he had to fulfill his wife’s little preferences!
The dance reached its climax. After bing crown prince, Rama stayed with another woman and gradually distanced himself from Sita.
Seeing this made Cheyenne furious. She pinched Kelvin’s waist hard.
“Hmph, you men are all the same, including you!”
Kelvin felt wronged; it was just a fictional story…
How did it escte to all men?
How did it escte to him?