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

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

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

“Okay.”

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 awkward atmosphere in the air. Benson nervously gripped

from people around him reached his ears, piercing his

face. Turns out he’s blind.

he has a girlfriend? He must, otherwise how could a

my opinion, what’s the point of a grown man

it’s made of diamonds. He must be a gigolo. Those

away. When the people in the car caught sight of

youthful and beautiful woman with stylish sunglasses walked down from the car in a high-profile manner. Feeling the

to slip even lower, revealing

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

incredibly uncomfortable, and quickly let go of her hand. Those

a situation. He

that you don’t know me now. We can get

developed feelings for him. However, Cheyenne, that troublesome woman, was always getting in the way,

audaciously snatched his white cane

“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