She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 611: A Slap in the Face

However, her face turned pale as she shook her head, beads of sweat forming on her forehead as she bit her lip.

In extreme agony, she held her head in her hands, continuously patting it and exclaimed, "I can't remember! It hurts so much! Where did I put it... Where did I put it?"

Seeing her distress, Benson suddenly felt worthless.

With complicated emotions in his eyes, he took a step forward, grabbing Cheyenne's flailing hands, preventing her from further "self-harm."

In a clear and gentle voice, as soft as wind chimes by the seaside, he whispered in her ear, "It's okay, Cheyenne. I shouldn't have pressured you to remember. It's fine if you can't recall."

"I've already sent someone to investigate old Mr. Edwards' whereabouts. I believe we will have an answer soon, so don't worry."

Cheyenne obediently lowered her hand, nodding. "Mm-hmm."

"I'm sorry, Benson. I couldn't remember. He is my grandfather, and you had to help me search for him. Thank you."

Upon hearing this, Benson fondly bent down, playfully flicking her nose with his index finger. "Cheyenne, what are you saying? Between us... there's no need to say thank you. Old Mr. Edwards has also been kind to me; this is something I should do."

In reality, she didn't remember the past, and it was actually a relief for her.

Being able to live under the same roof, personally taking care of her, and seeing her every day was precious to him.

He was actually afraid that if Cheyenne regained her memories, she wouldn't be as calm around him anymore.

He prayed to have more time with Cheyenne.

Even if it was just one more day.

Kelvin was already dead, and she didn't need to cling to the past anymore.

Cheyenne looked thoughtfully at the familiar and elegant Benson in front of her, her hand hidden beneath her sleeve tightly gripping, causing her palm to sweat profusely.

were ultimately swallowed down, and she casually

did we have for

returned to his normal self and walked with a smile to the table, placing the seafood congee and chicken soup he had just brought in

were hungry. I specially made this seafood congee and chicken soup. Have

and all guests staying here could enjoy the food for free. The variety was wide, and the taste was pretty

kind of buffet-style food lacked a properly balanced nutrition, so he decided to personally

his cooking skills, they were naturally far superior to

She finished the entire bowl of

chair beside her, propping his cheek with one

your time, Cheyenne. No one's here

do you have any plans

Benson's question, she finally dared to lift her head from

let out

maybe... I should go to Wind

family's previous property. Cheyenne's grandfather was the former head of the family, but now he has

After the competition yesterday,

left Yvonne was even crying as she held Cheyenne's hand, urging Cheyenne, "You must come to Wind Hall tomorrow, let

do you live? I can come pick

resist the insistent invitation, Cheyenne reluctantly

she didn't agree, she suspected that Yvonne would

a person of integrity. Since she had promised to go today,

raining as soon as she returned last night, and

if Yvonne would come. If

speaking, the phone

that the caller ID displayed "Jay". The person had arrived and was

at the entrance of the TOP

one pink and one blue, were parked among several luxury cars,

feet and a large red raincoat over her body, with a

the hotel entrance,

the electric scooter, was completely covered by the raincoat. Only a