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.

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

good. What did we have for breakfast this

a smile to the table,

this seafood

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

buffet-style food lacked a properly balanced nutrition, so he

to Cheyenne's, not to mention even

entire bowl of

propping his

Cheyenne. No one's here to compete with

by the way, do you have

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

out

I should go

grandfather was the former head of the family, but now he has gone missing, and she

After the competition yesterday,

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

do you live? I

to resist the insistent invitation, Cheyenne

would drag her

had promised to go today, she

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

would come. If not, she could go

as she finished speaking, the phone placed on

up and saw that the caller ID displayed "Jay". The person had arrived

time, at the entrance of the TOP

pink and one blue, were parked among several luxury

wearing yellow waterproof boots on her feet and

fixed on the hotel entrance, waiting for Cheyenne's

the electric scooter, was completely covered by the raincoat.