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.

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

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

lip and flashing a pair of bright eyes at him. “Do

Is this amnesia?

that he almost bit his own tongue. He put the water bottle on the table

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

had amnesia, Cheyenne couldn’t help but raise her red lips and

I didn’t lose my memory. Just kidding

woke up, her voice still hoarse and

stood in place for several seconds, finally

scared

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 on

also grabbing a pillow from the side and placing it behind her back. His

okay, just have

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

that she had fallen so hard that she

up the teapot and poured some

waiting for milk; even licking her lips afterwards

cup again as he watched how thirsty she was with

“Nope… thanks, Potato Omari.”

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

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

that you’re safe now.” “Why do you care? Are you afraid I’ll be grateful

how you show your gratitude,

Cheyenne rolled her eyes cutely even when sick; still being herself no matter what

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

interesting…” Cheyenne struggled to move, every movement feeling exceptionally difficult for her. She reached into her pocket and realized

“Where are my clothes?” she

When he arrived at the hospital room, Cheyenne was already