She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 418: On the Brink of Death

Cheyenne happily hooked her arm with Benson’s and grabbed her bag and keys from the entrance. “Benson, have you ever been to a local market? Come, let me take you there to experience the hustle and bustle of life!”

He always seemed like a sacred and ethereal being, standing on a cloud. But Cheyenne suddenly felt that it was necessary for such beings to descend to earth occasionally.

“Ah? A market…” Benson had indeed never been to such a place before.

Before losing his sight, he was a child prodigy, renowned as a genius. His family was also well-off, and he never had to do household chores.

His daily life consisted of practicing the piano…

After losing his sight, he lived alone, and most of his daily problems were taken care of by Cheyenne.

On his first trip to the market, Benson couldn’t see, but the bustling voices, the smell of fish or the fragrance of meat wafting into his nose… and most of all, Cheyenne’s laughter made his blood boil.

This was the truest form of life.

He held onto the sleeve of Cheyenne’s clothes silently, keeping pace with her. He listened to her bargaining with the vendors for a few dollars, her triumphant smile after successfully getting a discount, causing Benson to involuntarily curl his crimson lips.

It would be even better if he could see the expression on Cheyenne’s face right now.

it must be

they came out of the market, Cheyenne’s hands were

lost. Benson, wait here for a moment. I’ll go

“Okay.”

out their phones to take pictures of him. Unable to see, there was an awkward atmosphere in the air. Benson nervously gripped his white cane, his

around him

handsome face. Turns out he’s blind. What a

has a girlfriend? He must, otherwise how could a

what’s the point of a grown man keeping long hair? It’s embarrassing

watch on his hand; it looks like it’s made of diamonds. He must be

distance away. When the people in the car caught

shoes, touched the ground. Looking up, a youthful and beautiful woman with stylish sunglasses walked down from the car in a high-profile manner. Feeling the gaze of the onlookers, filled with either envy or admiration, she curved her rosy lips, reached up,

collar to slip even lower, revealing a captivating

grabbed his arm. “Who do we have here? So you’re Cheyenne’s friend. Blind

Benson felt incredibly uncomfortable, and quickly let go of her hand. Those two words felt like

maintain his elegance even in such a situation. He smiled lightly and shook

now. We can get

looked at him up close, her eyes filled with even more admiration. Since the last time she saw him, she had already developed feelings for him. However, Cheyenne, that troublesome woman, was

down. She even audaciously snatched his white cane and

“Don’t touch me.”

sense of panic, like a drowning person losing their lifebuoy, a lifeline. Danielle sneered, “Allowing me to give you a ride is showing that I