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.

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

immediately stiffened, replaced by a look of nervousness and

head, biting her lip and flashing a pair of bright eyes at him. “Do I

Is this amnesia?

He put the water bottle on

Doctor, come and take a look, she… how could she have

she had amnesia, Cheyenne couldn’t help but raise her red lips and show

I didn’t lose my

her voice

place for several seconds, finally realizing that

was scared to

you scared me to death. How are you feeling now?” Cheyenne tried to sit up

held her waist, lifting her up while also grabbing a pillow from the side and placing it behind her back. His attentiveness and gentleness

just have

coolly, “You have a concussion. Can’t expect it not to

had fallen so hard that she had

up the teapot and poured some water into a disposable cup halfway before walking over to

milk; even licking her lips afterwards without

cup again as he watched how thirsty she

“Nope… thanks, Potato Omari.”

relieved that she woke up safely from unconsciousness. He threw away the paper cup into trash bin before sitting down

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

what matters is that you’re safe now.” “Why do you

show your

much!” Cheyenne rolled her eyes cutely even when sick; still being herself

cleared his throat, forcefully bringing the conversation back on track. “Alright, let’s get back to the point.

crime scene where I found something interesting…” Cheyenne struggled to move, every movement feeling exceptionally

“Where

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