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.

she replaced her expression with

immediately stiffened, replaced by a look of nervousness and disbelief. “Cheyenne, don’t you

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

Is this amnesia?

that he almost bit his own tongue. He put the water bottle on the table and got up to

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

but raise her red lips and show a mischievous smile.

I didn’t lose my memory.

just woke up, her

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

scared to

me to death. How are you feeling now?” Cheyenne tried to

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

lips twitched as she realized that she had fallen so

else. Oh 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 to Cheyenne with the cup in his

the water like an eager kitten waiting for milk; even licking her lips afterwards without realizing how alluring she looked.

refilled her cup again as he watched how thirsty she was with great concern. “Do

“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 into trash bin before sitting

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

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 it

is how you show your gratitude, then I will admit

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

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

Cheyenne struggled to move, every movement feeling exceptionally difficult for her. She reached into her pocket and realized that someone had changed her clothes without

face changed color. “Where are

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