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 on the tip of her tongue were ultimately swallowed down, and she casually raised her head, revealing a

What did we

to his normal self and walked with a smile to the table, placing the seafood congee and chicken

knew you were hungry. I specially made this seafood

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

buffet-style food lacked a properly balanced nutrition,

skills, they were naturally far superior to Cheyenne's,

ate with great satisfaction. She finished the entire

her, propping his cheek with one

time, Cheyenne. No one's here to

way, do you have any plans for

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

out

maybe... I should go to

was the former head of the family, but now he has gone missing, and she was forced to become the

After the competition yesterday,

Cheyenne as she left Yvonne was even crying as she held Cheyenne's hand, urging Cheyenne, "You

do you live? I can

resist the insistent invitation, Cheyenne

agree, she suspected that Yvonne would

of integrity. Since she had promised to

as soon as she returned last night, and

see if Yvonne would come. If not, she

finished speaking, the phone placed on the bedside

that the caller ID displayed "Jay". The person had arrived and was waiting for her at the hotel's entrance on

the same time, at the entrance of the

scooters, one pink and one blue, were parked among

the electric scooter, wearing yellow waterproof boots on her feet

gaze was fixed on the

sitting behind on the electric scooter, was completely covered by the raincoat. Only a curious,