She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 675: Redemption for Benson's Sins

From that point on, he disappeared and returned to Akloit, hiding his true identity. Why did he choose Akloit? Because it was the only place where he had once experienced a period of joyful memories. And Cheyenne was the person who had given him that touch of warmth.

Therefore, in order to repay Cheyenne or to escape, he endured three years of blindness willingly.

Before returning to Akloit, he had killed so many people that every time he opened his eyes, various souls seemed to float before him. During these three years, the young man gradually grew accustomed to the darkness, to his solitude. He learned how to control his emotions, which in turn stabilized his soul, allowing him to savor this rare feeling of tranquility.

"Cheyenne, the young boy is one of the four aces of the Lucas family, the assassin Shane. And that young boy is me."

Upon learning that he had killed so many innocent people, his mother became deeply disappointed in him. In order to regain Benson's freedom, she did the bravest thing she had ever done in her life. She embarked alone on a ship bound for Jostrana to seek out that man. In the end, she chose the most extreme way out-committing seppuku in front of him.

Finally, the man agreed to let him stay in Chulae, and the dying words of his mother were, "Benson, don't go back. But how can I forget that she sacrificed herself for my sake?"

He had to continue serving the Lucas family, so that one day he could stand on equal ground with that man and make him regret how he had treated him and his mother. After listening to his story, Cheyenne felt sympathy for his past, but she couldn't forgive the fact that the kind and gentle Benson she remembered was nothing more than an illusory reflection.

Her eyes were bloodshot, shimmering with tears that clung to her eyelashes, and her voice carried a hint of hoarseness as she spoke.

"Anyway, I used to truly consider you as my brother, and I thank you for providing me with so much shelter and enduring so much pain for me."

"I'm sorry, but I have something to attend to. I must leave."

"Cheyenne, I'm sorry."

As the man's radiant deep-set eyes dimmed, he stood tall like a pine tree and weakly leaned back on the sofa. He watched helplessly as Cheyenne gracefully picked up her luggage and rose to her feet, her departing figure tearing at his heart.

"Cheyenne, will we see each other again in the future?"

"I don't know either."

gazed blankly at the dimming sky outside the French window, and a fragmented memory suddenly flashed in her mind. In a dimly lit bar, a young man appeared like a prince, dressed in a white suit and exuding elegance and gentility as

here. From now

the drunken girl, wearing a pure white wedding dress, leaned

things from the

prepared to leave the room, she turned back

No matter how

life, you can still

she finally

snowflakes

desperately wanted to catch up to her,

protect her in his current wretched and tainted state. The sins he had committed,

But as a devil who had emerged from hell, he felt he deserved to endure the torment of the inferno

figure gradually receded, turning into

clenched his fists tightly, his despondent body leaning

icy floor, a single

"Cheyenne, thank you."

giving me the only warmth in my

childhood or that one month of amnesia, those

never forget Cheyenne,

Akloit, the Weaver Villa.

wore a pair of

about to leave,

phone into her handbag, preparing to meet her agent, Martha, because of Master Glenn's passion yesterday. Her back

but fortunately,

a taxi and arrived in just ten

taken aback when he first saw Kate. He politely shook hands

gaze at Kate. The woman before him had a small and fair face