Chapter 139: Rest More When You Have a Concussion

A person walked in wearing a black suit, his cold eyes piercing. "Why are you here?" Cheyenne asked, puzzled. Tanner walked in with a bouquet of flowers and placed them on the table in front of Cheyenne. The bright yellow sunflowers mixed with the fresh white jasmine gave off a delicate fragrance that helped mask the smell of disinfectant in the hospital room. "Miss Lawrence, Master Iker heard about your accident and rushed over from Iker's Estate to see you," Tanner said. Cheyenne looked at Iker and thanked him sincerely. Her serious expression made Iker feel uneasy and wonder if she would also be so polite to Omari. "Master Iker, why can't Cheyenne stay with me?" Omari complained. "Oh really? Mr. Lara, do you know that Miss Weaver is returning home soon?" Iker replied calmly, causing Omari to fall silent like a deflated balloon. Who was Miss Weaver? Cheyenne felt somewhat puzzled, but one thing was clear to her: there was undoubtedly some connection between Miss Weaver and M