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.

her expression with

immediately stiffened, replaced by a look of nervousness and disbelief. “Cheyenne,

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

Is this amnesia?

his own tongue. He put the water bottle on the

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

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

my memory.

just woke up, her voice still

stood in place for several seconds, finally realizing that

scared to

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

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

just have

a concussion. Can’t expect it not

she had fallen so hard

Omari picked up the teapot and poured some water

milk; even licking her lips afterwards without realizing how alluring she looked. She

how

“Nope… thanks, Potato Omari.”

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

end up in hospital?” She only remembered

head. “That’s not important right now; what matters is that you’re safe now.” “Why do you care? Are you afraid I’ll be grateful towards you if I find out

show your gratitude, then I will admit

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

his throat, forcefully bringing the conversation back on track. “Alright, let’s get back

where I found something interesting…” Cheyenne struggled to move, every movement feeling exceptionally difficult for her.

face changed color. “Where are my

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