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.

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

immediately stiffened, replaced by a look of nervousness and disbelief. “Cheyenne, don’t

a pair of bright eyes

Is this amnesia?

tongue. He put the water bottle on the table

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

help but raise her red lips and show a mischievous smile. She grabbed Omari’s

I didn’t lose my memory. Just kidding

up, her voice

place for several seconds, finally

scared to

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

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

just have

a concussion. Can’t expect it not

lips twitched as she realized that she had fallen so hard that she had given herself

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

drank the water like an eager kitten waiting for milk; even licking her lips afterwards without realizing

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

“Nope… thanks, Potato Omari.”

name made by Cheyenne made 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 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

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

right now; what matters is that you’re safe now.” “Why do you care? Are

you show your gratitude, then I will admit it’s

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

on track. “Alright, let’s get back

I left the hospital, I went straight to crime scene where I found something interesting…” Cheyenne struggled to move, every movement feeling exceptionally difficult for her. She reached into her pocket and

color. “Where are my

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