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.

her tongue were ultimately swallowed down, and she casually

we have

a smile to the table, placing the

specially made this seafood

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

lacked a properly balanced nutrition, so he decided to

for his cooking skills, they were naturally far superior to

She finished the entire bowl of

his cheek with one hand,

one's here to

you have any plans

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

let out a

know, maybe... I should go

family, but now

After the competition yesterday,

as she held Cheyenne's hand, urging Cheyenne, "You must come to Wind Hall tomorrow, let everyone know of

live? I can come

to resist the insistent invitation, Cheyenne

would drag her to Wind Hall right then and

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

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

if Yvonne would come. If not, she could go

finished speaking, the phone placed on the bedside table

ID displayed "Jay". The person had arrived and was waiting for her at

at the entrance of the

and one blue, were parked among several luxury

sat on the electric scooter, wearing yellow waterproof boots on her feet and

was fixed on the hotel entrance, waiting

electric scooter, was completely covered by the raincoat. Only a curious, round face peered out from under the