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.

flickered slightly, and in an instant she replaced her expression with a bewildered one.

smile on his face immediately stiffened, replaced by a look

pair of bright eyes at him. “Do

Is this amnesia?

the water bottle on the table and got up to look for a

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

Cheyenne couldn’t help but raise her red lips and show a mischievous smile.

my memory.

up, her voice still hoarse

for several seconds, finally realizing

scared to

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 now?” Cheyenne tried to sit up with one hand on the bed, finding it uncomfortable to speak

pillow from the side and placing it behind her back.

okay, just have a

concussion. Can’t

had fallen so hard that she had given herself a

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

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

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

“Nope… thanks, Potato Omari.”

unconsciousness. He threw away the paper cup into trash bin before sitting down on the chair next to Cheyenne’s bed. They looked at each other eye-to-eye before speaking simultaneously, “You

go first then… Omari, how did I end up in hospital?” She only

shook his head. “That’s not important right now; what matters is that you’re safe now.” “Why do you care? Are

yourself is how you show your gratitude, then I

still being herself no matter what happened

the conversation back on track. “Alright, let’s get back to the point. Tell me what you

found something interesting…” Cheyenne struggled to move, every movement feeling exceptionally difficult for her. She reached into her pocket and realized

face changed color. “Where are

furrowed his brow, unsure of the answer. When he arrived at the hospital room, Cheyenne was already lying