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.

an instant she replaced her expression

a

pair of

Is this amnesia?

almost bit his own tongue. He put the water bottle on the table and got up to

a look, she…

believed she had amnesia, Cheyenne couldn’t help but raise her red lips and show a mischievous smile. She grabbed

I didn’t lose my memory. Just

up, her voice still hoarse and

place for several seconds, finally realizing that she

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 are you feeling now?” Cheyenne tried to sit up with one hand

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

okay, just have

have a concussion. Can’t expect it not

Cheyenne’s lips twitched as she realized that she had fallen

anything else. 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

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

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

“Nope… thanks, Potato Omari.”

from unconsciousness. He threw away the paper cup into trash bin before sitting down on the chair next

She only remembered an explosion happening; did Omari save her

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

offering yourself is how you show your gratitude, then I will admit

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

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

something interesting…” Cheyenne struggled to move, every movement feeling

changed color. “Where are my

unsure of the answer. When he arrived at the hospital