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.

tip of her tongue were ultimately swallowed down,

good. What did we have for

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

knew you were hungry. I specially made this seafood congee and chicken

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

a properly balanced nutrition, so he decided to personally

to Cheyenne's, not

satisfaction. She finished the entire bowl of seafood congee

her, propping his cheek with one hand, and couldn't help

time, Cheyenne. No one's here

way, do you

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

let out a

don't know, maybe... I should

family, but now he has gone missing, and she was forced to become the new

After the competition yesterday,

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

I can come pick you

insistent

she suspected that Yvonne would drag her to Wind Hall right then and

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

as she returned last night, and it hasn't stopped raining

come. If not, she could go another

speaking, the phone placed on the bedside

"Jay". The person had arrived and

same time, at the entrance of the TOP Business

scooters, one pink and one blue, were parked among

on the electric scooter, wearing yellow waterproof boots on her feet and a large red raincoat over

the hotel entrance,

covered by the raincoat.

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