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.

of her tongue were ultimately swallowed down, and she casually raised her head, revealing

What did we have for breakfast this

the table, placing the seafood congee and chicken soup he had just brought in front of

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

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

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

they were naturally far superior to Cheyenne's, not to mention even comparing to the professional

entire bowl of

sat in a chair beside her, propping his cheek with one hand, and couldn't help but

time, Cheyenne. No one's here

by the way, do you have

mouth, but upon hearing Benson's question, she finally dared to lift her

out a

know, maybe... I

head of the family, but

After the competition yesterday,

held Cheyenne's hand, urging Cheyenne, "You must come to

do you live? I can

insistent

agree, she suspected that Yvonne would drag her to Wind Hall

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

she hadn't expected it to start raining as soon as she returned last night, and it hasn't stopped

see if Yvonne would come. If not, she

speaking, the phone placed on

displayed "Jay". The person had arrived and was waiting

the same time, at the entrance of the TOP Business

and one blue,

electric scooter, wearing yellow waterproof boots on her feet

was fixed on the hotel entrance,

electric scooter, was completely covered by the raincoat. Only a curious, round face peered out