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.

who have attended Benson’s concerts before; their

after another affirmative replies

He looks even more

such

he is an

looked up at him in disbelief.

father was a university history professor while his mother

Benson’s upbringing was strict.

would always be a pretty little boy coming

and he would weave all kinds of small animals out of grass for

pencil case, causing her to open it in class and scare the

children was unlucky. He had a hereditary congenital

faint on

child’s parents found their way to the Lawrence Villa, and her father, furious, gave her a

clearly that it was raining that night. Mr. Gibbs carried Benson by the collar and held a

“Kneel down!”

soaked by the rain, and it was unclear whether the drops on his delicate

father’s stern scolding, he knelt down

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

why are you

a rectangular purple mark, which

and quickly grabbed her father’s

because she always says his piano playing is bad, so

that time, Nora was only eight or nine

perfection, and coupled with the fact that she is usually seen as

shifted all the blame onto Benson in order

on,

him again. Later, she heard that he had become a

and gentlemanly young boy from their past

you still remember me?” Nora swallowed her saliva and walked up to him, asking softly. The woman’s voice sounded clear and