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.

in an instant she replaced her expression

replaced by a

pair of

Is this amnesia?

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

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

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

I didn’t lose my memory.

her

seconds, finally realizing that she was really deceiving

was scared

not to give her the Best Actress Award. “You naughty girl, you scared me to death.

out and held her waist, lifting her up while also grabbing a pillow from the side and placing it behind

just have a

a concussion. Can’t expect it

realized that she had fallen so hard

yeah, didn’t you want some water? Here!” Omari picked up the teapot and poured some water into a disposable cup halfway before walking over

even licking her lips afterwards without realizing

he watched how thirsty she was with great

“Nope… thanks, Potato Omari.”

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

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

is that you’re safe now.” “Why do you

show your gratitude, then I will

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

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

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

changed color. “Where are my

answer. When he arrived