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.

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

after another

He looks even more handsome in person than

such an

he is

up at him in disbelief.

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

Benson’s upbringing was strict.

attending elementary school there would always be a pretty little boy coming over to

hand and play the piano together, and he would weave all kinds of small animals out of grass for

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

He had a hereditary

to faint on the spot and

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

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

“Kneel down!”

rain, and it was unclear whether the drops on his delicate and fair face were tears

knelt down and with slightly parted

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

why are you doing

a rectangular purple mark, which

that he would betray herself, and quickly grabbed her

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

only eight or nine years

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

the blame onto Benson in order to avoid

on, the Gibbs

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

handsome and gentlemanly young boy

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

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