She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 138: Mr. Lara, Please Be Serious

When the pungent smell of disinfectant constantly wafted into her nostril, Cheyenne finally realized that she was in a hospital

Her head hurt so much!

Just as she was about to wonder why she ended up in the hospital, a sharp pain shot through her and a weak voice escaped from her red lips. Cheyenne reached out with her fair and delicate hand to touch her head.

The rough texture between her fingers left her somewhat perplexed. She glanced at herself in the glass window.

Gauze?

“What’s wrong with me?*

Cheyenne only remembered coming out of the hospital and driving home, when she encountered several thugs who tried to surround her on the way.

The last moment of memory was the mushroom cloud rising steadily.

The oncoming wall of fire seemed poised to engulf her entirely, leaving nothing behind but ashes. And then what happened?

How did she get to the hospital?

Cheyenne couldn’t recall anything about this memory, and whenever she tried to think harder, the pain would start again.

“Ah…”

“Cheyenne, are you awake? That’s great!”

Suddenly, a clear and pleasant voice came from the entrance. The next moment, a white figure rushed towards her.

Those charming eyes were filled with surprise, and a warm smile like a spring breeze was on his handsome face.

slightly, and in an instant she replaced her expression with a bewildered one. She whispered, “Who… who are

smile on his face immediately stiffened, replaced by a look of nervousness and disbelief. “Cheyenne, don’t you remember

flashing a pair of bright eyes at

Is this amnesia?

bit his own tongue. He put the water bottle on

Doctor, come and take a look, she…

red lips and show a

my memory. Just

woke up, her voice still

several seconds, finally realizing that she

scared

acted so realistically that it would be a waste of talent not to give her the Best Actress Award. “You naughty girl, you scared me to death. How are you feeling

this, Omari quickly reached out and held her waist, lifting her up while also grabbing a pillow from the side and placing it behind her back. His attentiveness and gentleness moved Cheyenne a

okay, just have a

have a concussion.

as she realized that she had fallen so hard that she had given herself a

well and don’t think about anything else. Oh yeah, didn’t you want some water? Here!” Omari picked up the teapot and poured some water into a disposable

waiting for milk; even licking her lips afterwards without realizing how alluring she

again as he watched how thirsty she was with great concern.

“Nope… thanks, Potato Omari.”

slapping himself in frustration for saying something so silly earlier but he was relieved that she woke up safely from unconsciousness. He threw away the

I end up in hospital?” She only remembered an explosion happening; did Omari

“Why do you care? Are you afraid I’ll be grateful towards you if I

your gratitude, then I will

even when sick; still being herself

the conversation back on track. “Alright, let’s get back

interesting…” Cheyenne struggled to move, every movement feeling

face changed color. “Where

unsure of the answer. When he arrived at the hospital room,