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

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

and flashing a pair of bright eyes at him. “Do I know you?” she

Is this amnesia?

He put the water bottle on the table and got up

come and take a look, she…

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

I didn’t lose my memory.

up, her voice still hoarse

for several seconds, finally

was 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

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

just have a

concussion. Can’t

that she had fallen so hard that she had given herself a concussion…

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

waiting for milk; even licking her lips

how thirsty she was with great

“Nope… thanks, Potato Omari.”

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

Omari, how did I end up in hospital?” She only remembered an explosion happening; did Omari save her just

now; what matters is that you’re safe now.” “Why do you care? Are you afraid I’ll be grateful towards you if I find

offering yourself is how you show your

much!” Cheyenne rolled her eyes cutely even when sick; still being herself no matter what happened – this

the conversation back on track. “Alright,

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

face changed color. “Where are my clothes?” she

the answer. When he arrived at