Chapter 19 1 Remember Cheyenne’s Breath and Footsteps
were neither too thin nor too thick, always curved into an alluring smile.
He seemed like a prince from a fairy tale – elegant and noble until people noticed that his pitch–black pupils had no focus. He was blind!
Despite being such an attractive blind man with gentle manners, spending the rest of one’s life with him would undoubtedly be challenging for any
Feeling the unfriendly stares from those around them, Benson nervously tightened his grip on Cheyenne’s hand. The latter sensed his sweaty palm and knew why he felt nervous.
“Benson, don’t be nervous,” Cheyenne said as she leaned closer to him on tiptoe. “You’re the most handsome man here.”
Reaching out with her small, delicate hand, Cheyenne clumsily and slowly helped him fix his crooked tie. The distance between them was less than twenty centimeters, and Cheyenne’s cool fingertips occasionally brushed against his skin through his white shirt.
She also smelled of a faint fruity sweetness that made people feel refreshed and happy.
Cheyenne wasn’t good at tying ties. Even after being married to Kelvin for three years, she had never helped him once. In fact, she had secretly practiced countless times before but he just never gave her the opportunity to put it into practice.
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After some clumny movamarite, a beautiful erase then was tied perfectly. This method was suitable for thin single color fabrics and lonked fashionable when paired with Ranmure white sun today.
Tension, this is my first time helping someone te his tie Do you feet honored?” Cheyenne asked playfully
Hearing her words laced with a hire of pride caused Benson’s handsome face to soften even more into an affectionate smile
He lowered his head and whispered softly in her ear. “Yes, I do, I can clearly feel that your movements are unfamiliar.”
Under the bright white light, Benson’s profile looked chiselled yet soft, it made people unable to look away from him. His skin was flawless due to rarely going outside which left many women feeling inferior in comparison.
“Ahem. I promise you that anything done by me will be top–notch, she said jokingly.
As she spoke, her slender fingers tugged at his tie and smoothed out the wrinkles on his shirt before adjusting his suit jacket. Finally satisfied with her work, she looked up at him and said, “Not bad. You look handsome.”
Berson smiled in response. As long as Cheyenne approved, he was happy.
Let’s go inside, Cheyenne nodded and took his arm as they walked into the music hall.
The circular room was grand and could seat two to three thousand people. The walls were coated with a special material that ensured optimal audio–visual experience for the audience.
Dressed in their finest attire, audience began to trickle in one by one.
As Benson and Cheyenne walked towards them, they couldn’t help but admire.
The man was tall with a lean figure; he had sharp features that exuded elegance and charm while radiating warmth like sunshine.
Cheyenne stood beside him wearing a white knee–length dress that revealed a glimpse of her fair legs and her petite feet.
One would want nothing more than to hold those delicate feet gently within their palms for safekeeping.
“Benson, we’re here, Cheyenne said as she led him towards their seats when someone suddenly tapped her shoulder from behind causing her strapless dress to slip down revealing more than intended on her round shoulders.
She turned around quickly only to see…
In front of her stood a woman in her early twenties, wearing a long blue floral dress and with golden wavy curls cascading down her back. She was tall and striking, with sharp features and well–defined eyebrows.
“I was just thinking that the person’s back looked familiar. It really is you, Cheyenne,” said Danielle Parry, the daughter of the Parry family and Cheyenne’s high school classmate.
Back then, although Cheyenne wasn’t academically inclined and often got into trouble, she was the most popular girl in school. Many boys were smitten with her charm, including Cameron Russell, whom Danielle had secretly admired for years. Although Cheyenne never reciprocated Cameron’s feelings for her, it still caused tension between her and Danielle.
Danielle often badmouthed Cheyenne to their teachers and even helped Nora spread rumors about her.
After they graduated from high school, everyone went their separate ways; Cheyenne married Kelvin while Danielle pursued higher education overseas – contact between them dwindled until there wasn’t much left to argue about anymore.
Seeing that it was Danielle, Cheyenne simply nodded at Danielle’s greeting.
Danielle couldn’t help but stare at both Benson and Cheyenne. When her eyes fell on Benson, she was momentarily entranced by his good looks. He seemed like such a warm–hearted individual too… She couldn’t understand why so many excellent men seemed drawn towards someone like Cheyenne. “I heard you dropped out of school to get married? Is this your husband?” asked Daniella incredulously after regaining control over herself once more. “He doesn’t look anything like what I imagined! Isn’t he supposed to be some big shot CEO or something?”
Her exaggerated tone drew attention from those around them. Benson himself couldn’t see any of it, but his heart felt clear. Hearing these words made him instantly label this woman in front of him as “a bad woman“.
“I am not Cheyenne’s husband,” he admitted openly.
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Clearly feeling the contemptuous and mocking gazes of those around her, Cheyenne acted as if nothing was happening, crossing her arms and lifting her proud chin to look at Danielle.
The mole at the corner of her eye made her even more charming and attractive. She chuckled softly and said, “You also said you heard it.” “He is not her husband, but they hold hands so intimately. What is their relationship?”
Danielle looked at the handsome blind man in front of her and suddenly realized something. “I’m sorry, my bad memory. You just got divorced a few days ago if my memories serve me right.”
As soon as she said that Cheyenne was a divorced woman, many women present sneered and laughed mockingly. What does it matter if she looks so pretty? She’s just a divorced woman.
Cheyenne’s smile did not diminish, but her eyes were full of coldness. “Bad memory? That’s probably just a sign of old age. I suggest you eat more walnuts to improve your brain function and avoid embarrassing yourself in public.”
‘Cheyenne got divorced! Benson’s heart trembled for a moment, feeling angry because of this news, and his handsome face turned pale.
No wonder Cheyenne suddenly went to find him. Before this, she used to visit him once a month at the end of the month.
How could that man treat Cheyenne like that? Perhaps he didn’t know how good Cheyenne was to him. He was really taking his blessings for granted. Listening to Cheyenne insulting herself, Danielle only thought that she had hit Cheyenne’s sore spot and felt a sense of satisfaction in her heart.
“I have heard that when you got married, you demanded 100 million from your husband, but when you divorced, you left with nothing.”
The topic of Cheyenne marrying into the Foley family for money made her a celebrity throughout Akloit.