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."

but I also deceived you about Kelvin's news during your amnesia.

these were heartfelt truths that Benson had buried deep in

he had a strong sense of jealousy. He envied Kelvin for being Cheyenne's first

willingly giving up his freedom

had the excuse of being sick to stay

seemed like a fleeting breeze, passing by faintly and weakly, leaving no

distant. However, beneath this coldness, within the fiery halo of her

not just a faint and feeble wind; his presence was actually like an invisible

a bright future. Why did you choose to be

inside that day and still didn't know

so-called "specimens" locked in cages along the corridors

were elderly people with silver hair, and even pregnant women

locked up like commodities, waiting for

devils, demons

and softly spoke, her red lips parting, expressing her disgust towards the Lucas family

what the Lucas family was like?

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

give me some time. Will you listen to a story from

furrowed her brows, her bright eyes shining with an inquisitive

wanted to leave

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

"Cheyenne, I'm begging you."

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a happy smile appearing

the cold floor, he stood in front of the refrigerator

he asked, "What would you like

"Plain water."