She Became Rich After Divorce

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."

"Not only did I deceive you about old Mr. Edwards' whereabouts, but I also deceived you about Kelvin's news during your amnesia. It was because I was jealous that he had once had you."

All of these were heartfelt truths that Benson had buried deep in his heart for a long time.

Yes, despite his seemingly carefree and indifferent demeanor, he had a strong sense of jealousy. He envied Kelvin for being Cheyenne's first love.

He also envied Omari for willingly giving up his freedom and becoming a captive "bird" for Cheyenne's sake.

He was even jealous of Iker too, as Iker had the excuse of being sick to stay by Cheyenne's side for so long.

Only him, his presence seemed like a fleeting breeze, passing by faintly and weakly, leaving no trace behind.

Cheyenne bit her red lip, her gaze still cold and distant. However, beneath this coldness, within the fiery halo of her eyes, there was a deep disappointment, betraying her true emotions at this moment.

He was not just a faint and feeble wind; his presence was actually like an invisible warmth to Cheyenne, occasionally touching her.

"Benson, you clearly could have a bright future. Why did you choose to be with those people?"

Although she hastily escaped from inside that day and still didn't know much about the organization, along the way, Cheyenne saw various terrifying laboratories.

The so-called "specimens" locked in cages along the corridors were actually people-living, breathing individuals.

Among them were elderly people with silver hair, and even pregnant women with rounded bellies!

She couldn't imagine them being locked up like commodities, waiting for whatever fate awaited them.

"They are all devils, demons living among us!"

Cheyenne closed her eyes and softly spoke, her red lips parting, expressing her disgust towards the Lucas family in her voice.

How could Benson not know what the Lucas family was like? But what difference did it make?

He let out a bitter smile of helplessness, pleadingly looking at her with his eyes, his lips forming a subtle curve. He softly said to Cheyenne:

"Cheyenne, please give me some time. Will you listen to a story from me?"

"Do I have to listen?" Cheyenne furrowed her brows, her bright eyes shining with an inquisitive light.

She wanted to leave as soon as possible.

Benson nodded, "Hmm, I... just want to ease 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 objections."

"Cheyenne, I'm begging you."

After a pause of about two seconds, Cheyenne gracefully walked over her slender legs taking elegant steps as she sat on the sofa. She didn't say a word, but she had already assumed the posture of a listener.

He knew that Cheyenne always had a soft heart.

It was her greatest advantage, but also a fatal flaw because enemies wouldn't show her any mercy.

Benson put away his concerns for her, a happy smile appearing on his face as he walked towards the kitchen.

Stepping barefoot on the cold floor, he stood in front of the refrigerator and opened it.

Turning back, he asked, "What would you like to drink?"

"Plain water."

"Good. Cheyenne, you're pregnant now, drinking plain water is good."

Benson muttered softly, his back facing her. His hand trembled slightly as he poured the water from the kettle.

He had known that he and Cheyenne would reach this day long ago.

Well, let this day come sooner. At least he wouldn't have to live in constant fear, worrying about what would happen if Cheyenne discovered his true identity. After coming to terms with it, a serene smile returned to Benson's handsome face.

He sat down on the sofa opposite Cheyenne, bending over slightly and handing her the glass of plain water. At the same time, he kindly warned her to be careful. Then, he began to tell his story, his voice gentle and soothing.

Twenty-five years ago, the little boy's mother was just a Chulae exchange student studying in Jostrana.

Because of her gentle nature, she was often bullied by her classmates. And because she was from Chulae, she faced discrimination.

However, she was resilient, and she knew that she had come to study, so she wholeheartedly devoted herself to her studies.

However, that group of peopleContent is © by NôvelDrama.Org.

wasn't prepared to let her off. They

stole her research findings, tore up

her assignments, and even

deliberately dirtied her clothes at the

banquet to embarrass her.

At that moment, a suave and elegant man appeared just in time. He saved the woman and taught those pranksters a lesson.

Love at first sight, the woman was deeply impressed by him. Later, she realized that he was her anatomy class teacher and also a married man.

But she still fell in love with that man without hesitation - her teacher, even though it seemed like an extremely taboo thing at the time.

Originally, the woman only wanted to bury this secret crush in her heart and leave Jostrana after completing her studies.

Little did she know, for the man, having another admirer wasn't necessarily a bad thing. His intentional or unintentional hints and closeness made the woman foolishly fall for him.