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 raised her head, revealing a sweet

smells good. What did we have

his normal self and walked with a smile to the table,

specially made this seafood congee

here could enjoy the food for free. The variety was wide, and the taste was pretty good.

buffet-style food lacked a

were naturally far superior to Cheyenne's, not to

great satisfaction. She finished the entire bowl of seafood

chair beside her, propping his

time, Cheyenne. No one's here to compete

by the way, do you

Benson's

out

know, maybe... I should

was the former head of the family, but now he has

After the competition yesterday,

was even crying as she held Cheyenne's hand, urging Cheyenne, "You must come to

you live? I can come

insistent invitation, Cheyenne

agree, she suspected that Yvonne would drag her to

herself a person of integrity. Since she had

start raining as soon as

come. If not, she could go

speaking, the phone placed

that the caller ID displayed "Jay". The person had arrived and was waiting for

at the entrance of the TOP Business

one blue, were parked among several luxury cars, standing

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

was fixed on the hotel

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