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.

her expression with

smile on his face immediately stiffened, replaced by a look of nervousness and disbelief.

her head, biting her lip and flashing a pair of bright eyes at

Is this amnesia?

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

look, she… how could she have

but raise her red lips

didn’t lose my memory. Just kidding with

her voice still hoarse and

in place for several seconds, finally realizing that she was

scared to

her the Best Actress Award. “You naughty girl, you scared me to

a pillow from the side and placing it behind her back. His attentiveness and gentleness moved

okay, just have

coolly, “You have a concussion. Can’t

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

Oh yeah, didn’t you want some water? Here!” Omari picked up the teapot and poured some water into a disposable cup halfway before walking over to Cheyenne with the

like an eager kitten waiting for milk; even licking her lips afterwards without realizing how alluring she looked. She narrowed her

thing.” Omari refilled her cup again as he watched how thirsty she was with

“Nope… thanks, Potato Omari.”

like 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 paper cup into trash bin before sitting down

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

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

your gratitude, then I

eyes cutely even when sick; still being herself no matter what happened – this was who Cheyenne really

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

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

“Where are

arrived at the hospital room, Cheyenne was already lying in