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.

eyes flickered slightly, and in an instant she replaced her

smile on his face immediately stiffened, replaced by a look

and flashing a pair of bright eyes at him.

Is this amnesia?

that he almost bit his own tongue. He put the

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

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

didn’t lose my memory. Just kidding with

just woke up, her voice still hoarse

for several seconds, finally realizing that she was really

was scared to

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

out and held her waist, lifting her up while also grabbing a pillow from the side and

okay, just have a

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

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

the teapot and poured some water

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

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

“Nope… thanks, Potato Omari.”

but he was relieved that she woke up safely from unconsciousness. He threw away the paper cup into trash bin before sitting down on the chair next to

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

do you care? Are you afraid

yourself is how you show your gratitude, then I

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

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

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

changed color. “Where are my

arrived at the