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

did we have

with a smile to the table, placing the seafood congee and chicken soup he had just brought

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

of this five-star hotel was the restaurant, and all guests staying here could enjoy the food for

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

superior to Cheyenne's, not

with great satisfaction. She finished the entire bowl of seafood congee and

propping his cheek with one hand, and couldn't

your time, Cheyenne. No one's here to compete with

way, do you have

food in her mouth, but upon hearing Benson's question,

let out a satisfying

maybe... I should go to Wind

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

After the competition yesterday,

she held Cheyenne's hand,

live? I can come pick you

resist the insistent

Yvonne would drag her to Wind Hall right then and

Since she had promised to go today, she would go

it to start raining as soon as she returned last night, and

Yvonne would come. If not, she could

the phone placed

displayed "Jay". The person had arrived and was

at the entrance

scooters, one pink and one blue, were parked

scooter, wearing yellow waterproof boots on her feet and a large red raincoat over her body, with

fixed on the hotel

electric scooter, was completely covered by the raincoat. Only