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

haven’t been to the market in a long time. I almost got lost. Benson, wait here for

“Okay.”

His presence drew the attention of passing middle-aged women and young girls, some even taking out their phones to take pictures of

around him reached his ears, piercing his

of a handsome face. Turns out

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

pretty boy. You women are so infatuated! In my opinion, what’s the

like it’s made of diamonds. He must be a gigolo. Those rich older women love this

blue Porsche pulled up from a short distance away. When the people in the car caught sight of the

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 of the onlookers, filled with either envy or admiration, she curved her rosy lips,

caused the collar to slip even lower, revealing

front of Benson and grabbed his arm. “Who do we have here? So you’re

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

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 invitation.

that you don’t know me now. We can

for him. However, Cheyenne, that troublesome woman, was always getting in the way, so she couldn’t have a proper

Danielle back down. She even audaciously snatched

“Don’t touch me.”

their lifebuoy, a lifeline. Danielle sneered, “Allowing me to give you a ride