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.

flickered slightly, and in an instant she replaced her expression with a bewildered one. She whispered, “Who…

by a

woman shook her head, biting her lip and flashing a pair of bright eyes at him. “Do I know you?” she

Is this amnesia?

tongue. He put the water bottle on the table and got

come and take a look, she…

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

I didn’t lose my

up, her voice

finally realizing that she was really deceiving

scared to

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

waist, lifting her up while also grabbing a pillow from the side and placing it behind her back. His attentiveness and gentleness moved

okay, just

a concussion.

twitched as she realized that she had fallen so hard that she had given herself a concussion…

Omari picked up the teapot and poured some water into a

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

refilled her cup again as he watched how

“Nope… thanks, Potato Omari.”

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

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

do you care? Are you afraid I’ll be grateful towards you if I

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

Cheyenne rolled 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

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

changed color. “Where are my

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