She Became Rich After Divorce

Chapter 68: You'Re Late Today

Chapter 68: You're Late Today

However, she quickly remembered another embarrassing issue.

Before her wedding, due to her lack of sexual experience, Kate had suggested watching an adult movie to learn it. And during a weekend when Kate's family wasn't home, Cheyenne and Kate had watched the movie in her room. They were just in the midst of this when Eddie, who had returned home to fetch something, caught them in the act.

Eddie's expression at that moment was quite peculiar.

Although it had been three years since the incident, thinking about it still made her cringe.

Omari's gaze was fixed on Cheyenne's gradually reddening face, which was turning pink even down to her neck.

"Cheyenne, why are you blushing?" Omari asked.

"It's nothing... just really hot," she replied.

Without hesitation, Omari turned on the air conditioning and called Eddie on his phone. Eddie sounded tired over the phone like he just came out of surgery.

"I'll be there soon," Eddie said before hanging up.

Half an hour later, a handsome young man dressed in a blue shirt and black suit pants appeared before Cheyenne. It had been three years since they last met. He had become even more mature and composed. With a pair of wire-rimmed glasses perched on his nose, his face exuded an air of restraint.

Upon seeing Cheyenne, Eddie smiled at her, hesitant to speak.

He had heard from his sister that Cheyenne had gotten divorced and was left with nothing. Meanwhile, Mr. Foley had taken his love interest to live in the Foley Villa. But what about Cheyenne?

Eddie tried to detect any hint of sadness on her face but she still looked radiant and unaffected by it all. That was just great.

"Eddie," Cheyenne called out to him.

"Yeah, Cheyenne? Is there something you need?" Eddie replied shyly before quickly averting his gaze and checking his attire. He had rushed over from the hospital where he still smelled of disinfectant and blood.

Instinctively taking a step back, he didn't want to get too close to her for fear of overwhelming her senses.

Cheyenne was confused by this small gesture; after all, they hadn't seen each other in three years and she was confident that she hadn't become unattractive during that time.

Why was Eddie avoiding her?

After explaining what she found out, she handed the tube of blood over to Eddie.

Both of them listened as she explained that the Todd family's young master had broken his leg because of being poisoned, not due to a car accident. Their eyes were filled with astonishment, but also growing concern.

Was Cheyenne really safe, being in a place where she could potentially fall into a conspiracy at any moment?

But Cheyenne seemed indifferent. If she could use this opportunity to make progess in her medcial skills, it would be less difficult for her to cure Benson.

Overall, since she chose to participate, she wouldn't easily give up. Eddie tightened his grip on the tube and nodded seriously.

"I'll do my best."

"Thank you, Eddie."

"You should also be careful at the Todd family. I heard that Master Iker's temper isn't very good."

The Todd family had invited him for treatment before when he was attending a medical conference abroad. But when he hurried back by plane, he was turned away by Iker and they didn't dare ask him again.

"Okay."

But Cheyenne's medical skills were better than Eddie's; surely there must be some way for her to heal Iker's leg.

The next day, Cheyenne went to Iker's Estate as usual. It was raining lightly today and Layne didn't want to get her cloth shoes wet so he stayed home while Cheyenne went alone.

The security guards at Iker's Estate were already familiar with her and greeted her from afar.

"Miss Lawrence, you're here."

"Mhm."

Cheyenne was wearing a simple goose-yellow square-necked dress, with wavy long hair cascading down her back, looking exceptionally sweet. She held a white transparent umbrella and walked in

the rain. The transparent raindrops hit the surface of the umbrella continuously.

The sound kept going.

The water droplets slid down along the surface of the umbrella like a small stream flowing swiftly. Underneath the umbrella, Cheyenne's fair and peaceful face had a faint smile on it, like a rainbow in the rain that made people feel good.

Iker sat by the floor-to-ceiling window on the second floor overlooking her approach from above. His mood that had been somewhat irritable due to rainy weather suddenly cleared up as if clouds dispersed and colors became bright again.

Sensing his gaze, Cheyenne looked up and met his dark eyes with a charming smile.

"Master Iker, we meet again."

"We just met yesterday!" Iker replied coldly as usual.

"Oh, I see," Cheyenne said.

"And you're late today!" he said, glancing at the clock on the wall and speaking again. "Three minutes! To be more specific, it's 180 seconds."

"Miss Lawrence, do you know how fast a bullet travels?" Cheyenne seemed to be in a science class and shook her head in confusion. "I don't know."

"It's 0. 83 kilometers per second, so this 180 seconds is 149. 4 kilometers."

After listening to his words, Cheyenne couldn't help but roll her eyes inwardly. Why didn't he mention the speed of light which was even faster? 180 seconds could mean decades...

"Master Iker, knowing that time is precious, please don't give me math lessons anymore. You should know that I'm terrible at studying."

Iker was speechless and even showed a hint of disdain. He couldn't understand why those slackers were terrible at learning. After all, he was someone who could get full marks even without studying.

Cheyenne called for a maid to bring some warm water so that Iker could take his medicine easily.

"Why do I need to take medicine now?" asked Iker curiously.

"If we don't clear out the toxins in your body now, they may come back later on, so you should take some medicine first," she replied calmly as she handed him the cup of water. Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

As for the results of his blood test... they might not come out until tomorrow morning.

The room fell into a moment of silence, and Cheyenne felt quite awkward. He touched his nose and coughed, saying, "I'll go take a look and see why the maid hasn't brought water yet."

"Okay."

She made her way to the kitchen where she found the maid acting suspiciously. She opened up the freshly cooked food and pulled out a small white bottle from her pocket.

After looking around to make sure no one was watching, she took out a white pill from the bottle and mixed it into the food.

Cheyenne hid at the doorway, holding her breath as she watched everything unfold.