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

the market, Cheyenne’s hands were full of

I almost got lost. Benson, wait here for a moment. I’ll go get the car,” she

“Okay.”

middle-aged women and young girls, some even taking out their phones to take pictures of him. Unable to see, there was an awkward atmosphere in the air. Benson

people around

handsome face. Turns out he’s

He must, otherwise how

pretty boy. You women are so infatuated! In my opinion, what’s the point of a grown man keeping

his hand; it looks like it’s made of diamonds. He must be a gigolo.

a sapphire blue Porsche pulled up from a short distance away. When the people in the

slender and fair foot, adorned with red pointed high-heeled 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

the collar to slip even lower,

in front of Benson and grabbed his arm. “Who do we have here? So you’re Cheyenne’s friend. Blind man, would you like me to give

the moment the woman touched him, Benson felt incredibly uncomfortable, and quickly let go of her hand. Those two words felt like

Benson’s years of upbringing allowed him to maintain his elegance even in such a situation. He smiled lightly and shook his head, firmly rejecting the woman’s

don’t know me now. We can get

saw him, she had already developed feelings for him. However, Cheyenne, that troublesome woman, was

rejection didn’t make Danielle back down. She even audaciously snatched his white

“Don’t touch me.”

his white cane, Benson felt a sense of panic, like a drowning person losing their lifebuoy, a lifeline. Danielle sneered,