She Became Rich After Divorce

Chapter 81: Both Have Herniated Discs

Chapter 81: Both Have Herniated Discs

Cheyenne glanced at the tall black figure still standing by the door. Out of the corner of her eye she saw his strikingly handsome face looking pensive as if deep in thought.

He did not believe that she saved him three years ago; if it were Abbie saying this instead, would he hesitate before believing her?

Cheyenne chuckled at the thought, her red lips curling into a dismissive smirk.

"Mr. Foley, you're busy with work. If you don't mind, please leave now," she said without looking at him.

Kelvin took a deep look at both of them and sneered inwardly. This woman was really despicable. Just now she insisted on helping him suck out venom, but now she didn't hesitate to drive him away when she saw her lover. What? Afraid of him disturbing their alone time?

"As you said, we're even." The man coldly said that and left with his assistant Chris, his tall figure proud and resolute.

"Cheyenne, what are you looking at?" Reece saw her in a daze and waved a big hand in front of her eyes.

But Cheyenne seemed unresponsive as she continued to stare down the empty hallway.

Slowly coming back to reality, "It's nothing. By the way, please don't tell my grandfather about this."

It was probably too late for that...

"Don't tell me what? The fact that you were trying to act tough?" Suddenly came Layne's angry voice from outside the door.

The next moment, he walked in wearing a black suit and cloth shoes. His cold eyes glanced at Cheyenne's pale face, and his heart softened slightly.

"Grandpa? What are you doing here?" She was surprised and glanced at Reece beside her, her eyes filled with questioning made him break out in a cold sweat, and he quickly shook his head, "It wasn't me."

"Don't mind him. Mr. Todd called me to let me know that you were bitten by a snake."

As Layne approached, Reece stood up respectfully and helped the old man to sit in his own seat.

The old man patted Reece's head with satisfaction. "Not bad, you're a good kid."

Back to the topic at hand - the snake.

Layne remembered the snake being kept in a cage, so how did it suddenly escape?

"According to what the Todd family explained, because it rained last night and the air was humid, the snake took advantage of when no one was watching and crawled out of a small hole on the wall."

The snake belonged to Master Davon Todd - could he have ordered it to attack Cheyenne?

Cheyenne thought carefully about her encounter with the snake before being bitten but shook her head.

"Grandpa, before I got bitten by the snake, Master Davon talked to me in the pavilion."

Reece looked at Layne confusedly as they both had no idea what she meant.

"Cheyenne, what did Master Davon say?"

She sneered dismissively, "What else could he say? He first expressed gratitude insincerely, then asked about what's going on inside Iker's Estate."

"When I told him that Iker's leg was incurable, he had a clear expression of relief on his face."

"He also wants to win me over, so this definitely wasn't his idea. As for Kelvin, he just had bad luck and happened to run into this situation."

Listening to Cheyenne's analysis, Layne felt it made sense.

If Davon wanted to kill Cheyenne, he wouldn't be foolish enough to choose right after they finished talking. That would expose himself.

If it wasn't Davon or his mother, then who could it be?

Madam Poppy appeared to be virtuous and honest, and she had a daughter, so whether it was Iker or Davon who took the position, she wouldn't be involved.

Suddenly Cheyenne remembered something that happened a few days ago. Madam Erica seemed to treat Iker differently.

Could it be her?

Without concrete evidence, Cheyenne only held doubts and didn't tell anyone about this matter.

"Alright stop thinking about it. Your body is really weak; That jerk who was bitten is alright, while you fainted because of residual venom," Reece said disdainfully before adding, "Get better soon! Oh yeah, what do you want for dinner tonight?"

Cheyenne lazily lifted her eyelids and glanced at him, "Chicken soup."

"Okay then, I'll ask my mom to make some."

"Tell your mom to make more. I want to get nourished too." Layne rubbed his beard with a smile in his eyes that were almost identical to Cheyenne's - truly grandfather and granddaughter alike. Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.

"Grandfather, I'm the one who's sick. Why are you taking the soup?"

Competing for soup with his seriously ill granddaughter, this old man was truly going too far.

As the voice fell, Layne huffed in a proud manner and lifted her chin. "I'm an elder, naturally, I need to supplement my nutrition to prevent osteoporosis, herniated discs, and such."

Cheyenne couldn't help but roll her eyes at the excuse. Her grandfather's own herniated disc was already protruding enough as it is.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the hospital, Kelvin took off his jacket and rolled up his shirt sleeves as he sat down on a chair in front of a young doctor wearing a white coat. The doctor looked handsome with glasses and fair skin.

"Mr. Foley?" The doctor asked politely.

"Yes."

Kelvin sat down in front of Eddie with an imposing aura, his cold and deep eyes casting a glance at the man.

He couldn't shake off the feeling that the doctor had been applying a bit more force in his actions ever since the doctor learned his name.

Eddie calmly observed Kelvin before asking him to lift his arm so that Eddie could check his wound. Kelvin raised his arm, and Eddie could easily tell from the somewhat clumsy bandaging that it was

Cheyenne's handiwork.

With a swift motion, he untied the golden cloth that was wrapped around Kelvin's arm and tossed it aside.

Kelvin's arm had turned numb from the snake venom, and his hand was starting to turn purple. He needed to receive antivenom as soon as possible.

"Mr. Foley, do you remember what the snake looked like that bit you?" Eddie asked as he picked up a cotton ball and dipped it in alcohol before gently wiping around the wound.

He deliberately let the alcohol-soaked cotton ball linger on Kelvin's wound for a moment longer than necessary, causing him to finally furrow his brow in discomfort.

"It was bright red with triangular head and black stripes on its body," Kelvin replied.

"Lycodon rufozonatus!" Eddie quickly conjured up an image of what the snake looked like in his mind. It was highly venomous; if Cheyenne hadn't been there to treat Kelvin immediately after he was bitten by it, Kelvin would have been lying in bed paralyzed by now.