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 raised her head, revealing a sweet smile

good. What did we have for breakfast this

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

made this seafood

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

a properly balanced nutrition,

for his cooking skills, they were naturally far superior to

with great satisfaction. She finished the entire bowl of seafood

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

time, Cheyenne. No one's here to compete

the way, do you

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

let out

don't know, maybe... I should go to Wind

the family, but now he has gone missing,

After the competition yesterday,

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

you live? I can come pick you

insistent invitation,

she didn't agree, she suspected that Yvonne would drag her to Wind Hall right then and

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

as she

Yvonne would come. If

she finished speaking, the phone placed on the bedside table

"Jay". The person had arrived and was waiting for her at the hotel's entrance

time, at the entrance of the

one blue, were parked among several luxury cars,

on her feet and a

gaze was fixed on the hotel entrance, waiting for Cheyenne's

the raincoat. Only a curious, round face