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.

crowd, there were many who have attended Benson’s concerts before; their excited voices rang out “Oh my god!

after another

seen him before! He looks even more handsome in person than

has such an

is an

up at him

Villa. Benson’s father was a

Benson’s upbringing was strict.

remembered when she was still attending elementary school there would always be a pretty little boy coming over

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

to open it in class and scare the other children when the

the children was unlucky. He had a hereditary congenital heart disease, which nobody knew

faint on

stand in detention by her teacher. Later, the child’s parents found their way to

Benson by the collar and held a black umbrella as they arrived

“Kneel down!”

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

to his father’s stern scolding, he knelt down and with slightly parted lips, said to Cheyenne, “I’m

that his child, whom he had raised, would do such an absurd and boring

are you

rectangular purple mark, which must have been very

and quickly grabbed her father’s

hates Cheyenne because she always says his piano playing is bad, so he wants to

was only eight

with the fact that she is usually seen as a well-behaved and obedient girl in George’s

onto

that day on, the

become a world-class pianist, a

handsome and gentlemanly young boy from their past

swallowed her saliva and walked up to him, asking softly. The woman’s voice sounded clear and unfamiliar, Benson only knew it wasn’t Cheyenne’s voice and