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. She whispered,

his face immediately stiffened, replaced by a look of

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

Is this amnesia?

his own tongue. He put the water bottle on

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

Cheyenne couldn’t help but raise her red

my memory. Just kidding

her voice still hoarse and

stood in place for several seconds, finally realizing that she was really

scared

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

pillow from the side and placing it behind her back. His attentiveness and gentleness moved Cheyenne a little, making

okay, just have a

“You have a concussion. Can’t expect

fallen so hard that she had given herself a concussion…

think about anything else. Oh yeah, didn’t you want some water? Here!” Omari picked up the

lips afterwards without realizing how

watched how thirsty

“Nope… thanks, Potato Omari.”

himself in frustration for saying something so silly earlier but he was relieved that she woke up safely from unconsciousness. He threw away the paper cup

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

“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

your gratitude, then I will admit

think too much!” Cheyenne rolled her eyes cutely even when sick; still being herself no matter

back on track. “Alright, let’s get back

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

changed color. “Where are my clothes?” she

brow, unsure of the answer. When he arrived at the