She Became Rich After Divorce (Cheyenne and Kelvin) novel Chapter 19

Chapter 19: I Remember Cheyenne's Breath and Footsteps

Cheyenne slipped off her high heels at the doorway before tiptoeing into her apartment holding Rejuvenated Herb. The wooden floors felt chilly beneath her feet as soon as she stepped inside; just then, the piano music abruptly stopped playing.

A warm voice like spring water sounded beside Cheyenne's ear. "I knew it was you who came over here! Be good now, put your shoes back on since it's cold on this floor."

Upon hearing this, the woman paused in her footsteps, pouted her lips and spoke softly, "Can't you just let me give you a surprise once?"

Feeling around the piano, he stood up and reached for his ebony cane with a carved flower design that was placed nearby. He slowly made his way over in a pair of grey slippers.

"It's because you always want to tease me, but I've memorized your footsteps and breathing patterns," he explained.

Cheyenne looked at him in surprise as she helped him sit down on the couch in the living room. Curiously, she asked, "What do my footsteps sound like?"

"You're always rushing around but your steps are light by the time you reach the door. And your breathing is about one second slower than others," he replied.

"Benson is so clever! You can even identify people this way," Cheyenne praised him.

But not everyone was worth remembering for Benson; only Cheyenne had that privilege.

"Benson, your eyes will be healed soon because I found Rejuvenated Herb!" She exclaimed excitedly to him.

His eyes...

Cheyenne's gaze became teary as she thought, 'Benson wouldn't have lost his sight if it weren't for saving my life. Benson would have been a world-renowned musician by now instead of being confined indoors these past three years while missing out on many opportunities and honors that should have belonged to him.

"Cheyenne, I don't hold any hope anymore for my eyesight but seeing how much you work hard every day just to take care of me breaks my heart."

Benson Gibbs smiled faintly, his hand covering Cheyenne's and noticing how cold her palm was. He couldn't help but tighten his grip.

"Treating your eyes is what I should do. I hope that one day you can see me with your own eyes. So I haven't given up, and neither can you." Her voice was unusually firm, and Benson could even imagine her acting cute in his mind.

His Adam's apple rolled as he softly spoke a word, "Okay."

After a moment of silence, Benson suddenly touched her soft hair and asked gently, "By the way, Cheyenne, are you free the day after tomorrow?"

The day after tomorrow?

She thought carefully before shaking her head. "I'm free. Is there anything you need my help with?"

Benson nodded and got up to search for something on the bookshelf in the living room. His long fingers slid over the second row before taking out an old book with a worn cover.

He took out two tickets from inside and returned to face Cheyenne.

In a gentle voice, he said, "It's my birthday in two days' time and I'd like to invite you to go see an opera with me if possible."

It was Benson's birthday in two days' time!!!