She Became Rich After Divorce
Chapter 484: Kelvin, I Forgive You

Chapter 484: Kelvin, I Forgive You

"How could he die?" Cheyenne cried out his name in despair in her heart.

Her wide-open eyes reflected the familiar black figure, falling like a kite with a broken string into the blue sea below, from the mountaintop to the sea level, about tens of meters high. The waves below were so turbulent, with rocks scattered around...

He had never planned to come out alive when he decided to take Cheyenne close to this poisonous forest. All the planning was just for her safety.

Kelvin plunged heavily into the water, followed by a loud thud and splashing up more than one meter high white waves that wetted her skirt. Countless seagulls were startled and flapped their wings away.

"No..."

The calm sea surface bubbled like boiling water with countless white bubbles rising up, making it murky. It had only been a minute or so but it felt like an eternity for Cheyenne.

When she came back to herself and looked again, there was no one in sight! Tears streamed down Cheyenne's face as she watched the rippling sea surface; she had to go down and see if Kelvin really died! He couldn't have died!

A selfish rich man like him should cherish his life so much that he wouldn't just die like this. She had to go down and see him.

Just as Cheyenne was about to dive headfirst into the water, the newborn kitten in her arms let out weak cries that sounded fragile. After hesitating for a second or two, she put it on top of the lifeboat before jumping straight into the water without any hesitation.

"Kelvin! You can't die! I don't want you dead!" At that same moment, on another side of the ocean stood an opulent double-decker cruise ship speeding towards them with a bright red flag fluttering under the blue sky.

The young man standing on deck wore an elegant white suit while his jet-black hair blew wildly in all directions.

He held binoculars tightly and exclaimed excitedly when he saw Cheyenne diving into the seawater. "I found where Cheyenne is!" His voice trembled slightly from excitement.

Before his voice could fully subside, another cold male voice spoke behind him, "Is that right? Let me have a look."

In no time at all a large hand snatched away binoculars from the young man's grip.

The young man was dressed in military green attire, with a wide-brimmed hat on his head. His resolute face looked even more handsome and full of vigor against the backdrop. He exuded an air of cold and unyielding righteousness, like the vast expanse of stars.

He had indeed spotted Cheyenne through his binoculars and quickly instructed his comrades to steer the luxury cruise ship towards the direction of the island.

"Hurry up! Faster!" Omari kept urging him anxiously in his ear as he watched the tiny lifeboat bobbing along with the waves.

"Don't be afraid, Cheyenne. I'm coming to save you."

Hurry up!

Underwater.

Cheyenne's vision was greatly impaired. It was difficult for her to see clearly underwater. Occasionally, one or two colorful fish would dart past her frantically.

The flow direction of seawater had changed course and impeded her progress. She waved her sore arms vigorously and swam towards a black shadow in front of her.

Behind her stood a black-robed judge on top of a mountain throwing grenades into the sea that exploded deep down below, creating wave after wave of white foam.

A powerful force erupted within seawater as shrapnel from grenades grazed Cheyenne's legs and back... Blood quickly spread outwards staining surrounding seawater pinkish-red in color. Cheyenne gritted her teeth while enduring dull pain all over her body.

She continued swimming towards Kelvin's location until finally reaching him. She extended one arm around Kelvin's shoulder

Kelvin's forehead happened to be hit by the rock when he fell off; blood oozed from his forehead; white bubbles burst out continuously from between his lips due to water entering his lungs during inhalation... He said something but Cheyenne couldn't hear what it was exactly. But suddenly Kelvin grabbed hold tightly onto Cheyenne's wrist before uttering those words, "Cheyenne... I love you!"

Kelvin slowly closed his deep-set eyes and felt satisfied that he could see her one last time before he died.

In this life, he owes Cheyenne so much. If... If he could start over, he would definitely love her and their child well.

Cheyenne, forgive me for using such a selfish method to keep you here for so many days.

No!

How could he just die like this!

Kelvin had no idea how much she hated him deep down. The carefree facade he used to put on was all an act!

For her, as much as she loved him, she hated him just as much!

How could he did before she could forgive him?

Cheyenne held his waist with both hands and lifted her head to kiss his lips to give him oxygen.

In the blurry light in front of him, Kelvin seemed to see an angel in a white dress with a pair of pure wings, slowly walking towards him.

As she approached, her face turned into Cheyenne's.

The angel kissed his lips.

He instinctively responded to this sweet kiss. After gradually receiving oxygen, he recovered some consciousness.

Kelvin squinted his deep-set eyes and, when he saw that the person in front of him was Cheyenne, his eyes curved up and he silently uttered, "Cheyenne."

Her tears merged into the sea, making it difficult to distinguish whether it was seawater or tears.

On top of the mountain, the masked man realized that they had been exposed. He glanced at the calm sea and thought that Kelvin would have no chance of survival after he fell from such a height. "Master Charlie, the island is surrounded by the navy. What should we do?"

A man in black hurriedly ran up to him and whispered in his ear.

"Retreat!" As Master Charlie's voice fell, he led his men onto the helicopter and left in haste.

As for those pirates, if they didn't bury themselves in the flames, they would probably be arrested and stay in prison for the rest of their lives.

Iker led his men ashore, but the timing was late, and they only caught two minor pirates who were not of much use.