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.

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

another affirmative

seen him before! He looks even

such

he is an

at

door to the Lawrence Villa. Benson’s father was a university history professor while

Benson’s upbringing was strict.

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

and he

a caterpillar in Cheyenne’s pencil case, causing her to open it

He had a hereditary congenital

faint

to stand in detention by her teacher. Later, the child’s parents found their way to the Lawrence Villa, and her father, furious,

remembered clearly that it was raining that night. Mr. Gibbs carried Benson by the collar and held a black umbrella as they arrived at

“Kneel down!”

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

knelt down and with slightly parted

whom he had raised, would do such an absurd and boring thing. He immediately picked up a ruler

why are you

leaving a rectangular purple mark, which must have been very

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

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

was only eight or

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

onto Benson

on, the Gibbs

again. Later, she heard that he had become a world-class pianist, a height she could not

and gentlemanly young

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