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.

an instant she replaced her expression with a bewildered one.

a look of nervousness

flashing a pair of bright eyes at him. “Do I know

Is this amnesia?

the water bottle

take a look, she… how could she have lost

but raise her red lips and show a mischievous smile. She grabbed

my memory. Just

up, her voice still hoarse

several seconds, finally realizing that she was

scared

realistically that it would be a waste of talent not to give her the Best Actress Award. “You naughty girl, you scared me

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, making him

just have

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

fallen so hard that she had given herself

yeah, didn’t you want some water? Here!” Omari picked up the teapot and poured some water into

kitten waiting for milk; even licking her lips afterwards without realizing how alluring she looked.

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

“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.

I end up in hospital?” She only remembered

matters is that you’re safe now.” “Why do you care? Are you afraid I’ll be grateful towards you if I find out it

your

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

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

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

changed color. “Where are my clothes?”

he arrived