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 expression with a bewildered one. She whispered, “Who… who

by a look of nervousness and

a pair of bright eyes at him.

Is this amnesia?

his own tongue. He put the water bottle on the table

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

raise her red lips and show a

lose my

up, her

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

side and placing it behind her back.

okay, just have

replied coolly, “You have a concussion. Can’t expect

twitched as she realized that she had fallen so

then, rest well and don’t think about anything else. Oh yeah, didn’t you want some water? Here!” Omari picked up the teapot and poured some water into a disposable

eager kitten waiting for milk; even licking her lips afterwards without realizing how alluring she looked. She narrowed her eyes playfully,

again as he watched how thirsty she was with great concern. “Do you want

“Nope… thanks, Potato Omari.”

this 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

first then… Omari, how did I end up in hospital?” She only remembered an explosion

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

yourself is how you show your gratitude, then I will admit

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

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

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

“Where

of the answer. When he arrived at the hospital room,