On the other side, Sean washed his hands slowly and walked out from behind the curtain with a nervous heart. He didn’t know whether he should leave or take this opportunity to talk to her.
Cheyenne was sitting in front of her computer, working diligently, unaware of the turmoil in Sean’s heart. She was downloading lecture notes for him. Her clear and captivating eyes were fixed on the computer screen. From the side view, her full forehead and slender nose connected with sexy lips to form an elegant and perfect curve.
He had never seen such beauty in someone who was so focused on work before. No wonder men like Kelvin, Omari, and Iker who stood at the top of their fields all fell under her spell.
Cheyenne caught a glimpse of Sean standing behind her but didn’t turn around as she said, “Just sit for a while; I’ll be done soon.”
This sentence made Sean feel somewhat happy. Not knowing whether to stay or go; he chose to stay.
Sitting across from Cheyenne without knowing what else to do in this awkward atmosphere, he picked up a magazine that happened to be nearby.
The cover featured Cheyenne wearing a white coat and sitting cross-legged on a sofa – exuding both rebellious dominance and sexy pride at once – making it clear that these two qualities were embodied within her personality.
Inside there was an interview where they talked about Cheyenne’s life experiences including childhood memories.
The host asked, “Miss Lawrence, you were once an unpopular young lady from the Lawrence family; did your success come from your unhappy childhood?”
Cheyenne’s answer consisted only of four words – “It’s all over now.”
Sean couldn’t tell if she hated or didn’t hate those times when she said those words? Suddenly feeling sad because he knew exactly how difficult life had been for Cheyenne during those days at the Lawrence family’s home.
She couldn’t eat well or dress warmly enough; everything seemed controlled by Nora… even when she got kidnapped, no one knew about it! When she ran away for three days straight, then came back with high fever almost dying…
At that time, his mother’s influence blinded him completely so much so that he could not see any good qualities within Cheyenne whatsoever.
Actually, Sean remembers when he first started elementary school, he was isolated by his male classmates because he had fair and delicate features. They would force him to give up his pocket money, lock him in the equipment room to beat him, and even make him wear a girl’s skirt and run around the playground, causing him to be humiliated in front of the entire school.
Only his older sister Nora, who was just one grade above him, knew about the bullying, but she never said anything when she came home.
That day, as he was about to be surrounded in a narrow alley, ready to be attacked, Cheyenne suddenly jumped down from the wall.
Even though she was only in fourth grade, she had become a notorious school bully in the neighborhood. She carried a steel pipe and had a band-aid on her face. Her dirty little face made her look like a tomboy.
It was her bravery that taught those bullies a lesson as she tightly gripped her weapon and fought them off. After driving away the bad guys, Cheyenne handed him the blood-stained steel pipe and looked down at him from above, saying, “Your useless sister ran away on her own. You’re just as pathetic as she is. No wonder you’re siblings!”
In fact, he wanted to thank her at that time but Cheyenne deliberately provoked him with those words which made Sean’s pride equally strong and caused him to abandon this idea.
Later on, Nora returned after disappearing for some time with their mother Malaya. Malaya cherished Sean more than anything else so when they heard about what happened to him at school there were quite some commotion going around for awhile.
Those bullies who hurt Sean received punishment while he transferred schools afterward.
From then on Cheyenne went to different schools than Sean did and they grew further apart until they became inevitable enemies who would fight every time they met each other.
Sean slowly closed his magazine while sighing lightly without leaving any trace behind.
Just then Cheyenne finished printing out some materials which quickly bound into books before throwing it over towards Sean’s direction.
“This is my previous surgical case experience which I have compiled into lecture notes for you to read through if you need it.”
Although it seemed like she threw it casually with an arrogant attitude while speaking carelessly,
Sean felt an unprecedented warmth within himself.
Cheyenne frowned, “Did you hurt your brain earlier? Why are you smiling so weirdly?”
The young man’s smile widened even more.
She really hadn’t changed at all after all these years; Cheyenne still remained herself – that unbeatable big sister.
“It’s… nothing much really; I just wanted to say… thank you!”
To be honest, whenever Sean met with Cheyenne, they would always argue since both of them had sharp tongues, but surprisingly enough, neither one ever lost out against each other before.
Now this kid suddenly said “thank you” so politely making her feel somewhat uncomfortable instead.
He pretended not to care and hummed, “What’s the use of your thanks? If you can’t even pass the exam, it means you have no talent. You should give up on studying medicine and go work in a factory screwing bolts.”
“I won’t, I will definitely pass!”
His gaze was more determined than ever before. Cheyenne felt slightly relieved but then remembered that his mother was responsible for her mother’s death.
She couldn’t forgive him nor did she have the right to forgive his whole family.
Choosing not to seek revenge was already her greatest act of kindness.
Then she coldly said, “Okay, you can leave now.”
She sat back down in her chair without looking at him again. Her face became expressionless with no trace of a smile.
Sean didn’t understand why she suddenly changed her attitude. He tightly held onto the textbook and said, “I understand now, Miss Lawrence. Take care.”
“Okay.”
After he left, Cheyenne finally relaxed herself and sat quietly in her office chair staring blankly at the computer screen.
Meanwhile, Kelvin heard about assassination attempt at Cheyenne and couldn’t sit still anymore. He forgot all about his important appointment as he grabbed his coat and rushed towards the hospital garage.
He drove straight to the hospital.
Everyone knew that he was Cheyenne’s husband so nobody dared stop him along the way.
The door that Kate had just fixed a few days ago broke again with a loud bang.
Afterwards came familiar footsteps rushing into view.
“Cheyenne! Are you okay?”
A man suddenly appeared before her eyes with short hair blowing wildly from running over here out of concern for her safety; his handsome face filled with worry; sweat pouring down from every inch like raindrops on leaves.
Kelvin who always paid attention to appearance even wore his suit jacket backwards without realizing it at this moment.
Cheyenne looked at him like this while feeling another strong tremble in heart,
“Kel…”
Before finishing saying that word, she was pulled into a warm embrace where between their breaths were both Mr. Foley’s unique cool fragrance mixed together with… sweat smell?
But she didn’t feel disgusted because it was probably because it came from him