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.

thought, it must be

the market, Cheyenne’s hands were full of bags. She was panting and

been to the market in a long time. I almost got lost. Benson, wait here for a moment. I’ll go get the car,” she said, placing the bags by his

“Okay.”

with his white cane, tall and elegant. His presence drew the attention of passing middle-aged women and young girls, some even taking out their phones to take pictures of him. Unable to see, there was an

people around him reached his ears, piercing his

of a handsome face. Turns

if he has a girlfriend? He must,

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

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

walked down from the car in a high-profile manner. Feeling the

to slip even

grabbed his arm. “Who do we have here? So you’re Cheyenne’s friend. Blind man, would you like me to give you a ride

quickly let go of her hand. Those two

in such a situation. He smiled lightly

that you don’t know me now. We can get to know each other through more contact,” Danielle

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 always

down. She even audaciously snatched his white

“Don’t touch me.”

lifebuoy, a lifeline. Danielle sneered, “Allowing me to give you a ride is showing that I value you. Don’t pretend to