She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 673: Cheyenne, Let Me Tell You a Story

Upon hearing the voice, Cheyenne immediately turned around to look.

She saw Benson gracefully stand up from the piano, his deep gaze fixed on her.

His eyes were filled with deep affection, resembling a deep blue sea at night, ready to engulf her.

Before, she only felt Benson's eyes were empty, although they were also filled with a watery shimmer, but she couldn't completely understand what he was thinking.

Now his eyes had regained their former brilliance, and when they looked at Cheyenne, she felt herself being deeply entranced.

He was still so gentle, gentle like flowers blooming in the spring breeze.

But Cheyenne couldn't believe it. The person she considered her dearest friend, Benson, turned out to be a bad person!

He helped those people deceive her into the dead forest by using her grandfather's safety as a bait. She didn't want to know what his intentions were.

Cheyenne's heart was filled with complexity, and whenever she looked at him again, she couldn't help but feel a pang of pain.

"Why did you deceive me?"

After thinking for a long time, she finally asked.

Upon hearing the girl's cold voice, a relieved smile appeared on Benson's handsome and fair face. He sighed and said, "Cheyenne, do you know? I'm not afraid of you hating me, I'm only afraid of you ignoring me."

"Before you came, I had thought about it a lot. I thought you might never come back, and perhaps we would become strangers for the rest of our lives."

"Every time I thought about this, I hated myself. I'm sorry for deceiving you. In fact, I am a killer trained by the Lucas family."

whereabouts, but I also deceived you about Kelvin's news during your amnesia. It was because I was jealous that he had

had buried deep in his heart for

strong sense of jealousy. He envied Kelvin for being

for willingly giving up his freedom and

as Iker had the excuse of being

breeze,

lip, her gaze still cold and distant. However, beneath this coldness, within the fiery halo of her eyes,

and feeble wind; his presence was actually like an invisible warmth to Cheyenne, occasionally

clearly could have a bright future. Why did you choose to be

know much about the organization, along the

along the corridors were actually people-living, breathing

elderly people with silver hair, and

them being locked up like commodities, waiting

devils, demons living

softly spoke, her red lips parting, expressing her

family was like?

bitter smile of helplessness, pleadingly looking at her with his eyes,

me some time. Will you listen to a story from

brows, her bright eyes shining with an

leave as soon

no one has ever listened to me talk about these things. After listening, whether you want to leave ophate me, I

"Cheyenne, I'm begging you."

a pause of about two seconds, Cheyenne gracefully walked over her slender legs taking elegant steps as she sat on the

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her, a happy smile

barefoot on the cold floor, he stood in

"What would you like to

"Plain water."