She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 141: Do I Need to Remember You?

Kate’s arms were getting sore, but Nora didn’t take the fruit basket from her. “Okay, it looks like they don’t want it,’ she thought.

“Bang!” The beautiful fruit basket was thrown by Kate onto the trash can in the hallway, and the fruits spilled out, rolling on the ground. No one dared to pick them up.

“You take your things back yourself. If Cheyenne wants to eat something, I’ll buy it for her. Who knows if you’ve poisoned the things you gave her?”

“You!” Sean raised his fist and rushed towards Cheyenne but was stopped by Nora before he could reach her.

“Okay Sean, we’ve made our point. It’s Cheyenne’s decision not to see us. Let’s go.”

“Nora…”

“Let’s go!”

Nora’s hatred towards Cheyenne was even stronger than Sean’s, but with so many people around, she didn’t want to do anything stupid against Cheyenne to embarrass herself.

There will be plenty of time in future when she can catch Cheyenne at a low point; just wait for that day.

“What happened? Cheyenne.” A gentle voice as soft as water sounded behind everyone present; this clear and melodious voice refreshed everyone’s ears.

Turning around, they saw a man walking towards them with morning light shining on him; he wore a loose white long T-shirt paired with black linen wide-leg pants which complemented his shoulder- length silky hair that shone golden under the morning sun rays.

His beauty surpassed that of any woman

The tranquility and serenity emanating from him made her look like a character stepping out of a painting.

However, such an outstanding man is actually blind!

His eyes are crystal-like bright yet empty inside; his eyeballs do not move but one can feel tenderness coming through them.

attended Benson’s concerts before; their excited voices

after another

looks even more handsome

such an artist

he is

also looked up at him

father was a university history professor while his

Benson’s upbringing was strict.

remembered when she was still attending elementary school there would always be a pretty

little boy would always hold her hand and play the piano together, and he would weave all kinds of small animals out of grass for

to open it in class and

a hereditary congenital heart

scare caused that child to faint on the

the child’s parents found their way to the

night. Mr. Gibbs carried Benson by the collar and held a black

“Kneel down!”

were soaked by the rain, and it was unclear whether the

he knelt down and with slightly

such an absurd and boring thing. He immediately picked up a

me, why are you doing

rectangular purple mark,

would betray herself, and quickly grabbed her father’s hand and cried out to identify

He said he hates Cheyenne because she always says his piano playing is

that time, Nora was only eight or

that she is usually seen as a well-behaved

onto Benson in order to avoid

day on, the

him again. Later, she heard that he had become a world-class pianist, a

all these years, how had that handsome and gentlemanly young

to him, asking softly. The woman’s voice sounded