Wait, She’s a Billionaire (Sheena Lawson) novel Chapter 1062

Chapter 1062 

“No need for that. It’s late, and I’ve already called you in for overtime. I can’t ask you to watch over her again. Go get some sleep, and I’ll call for you when this IV drip is 

done.” 

Seeing Elliot in such a state but still determined to stay by Sheena’s side, Yosef could not help but recall when Sheena had brought medicine over late at night for testing. 

“Your bond is truly admirable. If only you could have a peaceful life without all these 

trials,” Yosef remarked. 

Elliot squeezed Sheena’s hand. “We’ll get through these challenges together. Myself, 

Nana, and our two kids. We’ll find happiness no matter what.” 

“Well, I’ll stay with you then. I doubt I could sleep anyway.” 

Yosef sighed, pulling up a chair and sitting beside Elliot. 

Noticing the bruises and cuts on Elliot’s wrists, Yosef leaned in for a closer look. 

“Elliot, these wounds look serious, especially on your wrists. They’re quite visible and 

hard to hide.” 

Elliot glanced casually at his wrists and replied, “It’s nothing. I’ll take care of it.” 

Yosef sighed again. He was about to pat Elliot’s back but remembered the injuries 

covering his body. 

Eventually, he withdrew his hand and suggested, “Elliot, what about the wounds on your back? They need attention too. Sit down and let me help you apply some 

ointment.” 

Elliot shook his head in refusal. “I already applied some ointment before coming here. 

and used an anti–inflammatory spray for my back. It’s nothing serious and doesn’t 

affect my daily life, so I don’t need your special anti–inflammatory medication.” 

Seeing Elliot’s determination, Yosef did not push further. Besides, he knew he could 

not change Elliot’s mind. 

So, he silently stayed by Elliot’s side, keeping him company as they watched over 

Sheena’s IV drip together. 

After more than an hour of staying awake, Elliot struggled to remain standing, leaning against the bed with his eyes closed, trying to ease his pain. 

Yosef expressed his concern, saying, “Elliot, if Sheena has another episode 

tomorrow, just give her the strong sedative injection. Don’t risk yourself being a punching bag again. Look at your injuries! I don’t think you can take another beating.” 

Elliot remained silent, focusing on regulating his breathing. 

Yosef continued to brainstorm ideas, trying to help. 

“How about this? Tomorrow night, you wear some protective gear. It’s better than enduring Sheena’s outbursts with your own body.” 

Elliot casually brushed off, “We’ll talk about tomorrow night’s plan tomorrow night. Tonight, I just want to focus on being with Sheena during her IV drip.” 

He suddenly recalled about the treatment and asked, “Will tonight’s IV drip have a 

significant effect on Nana’s manic episodes?” 

Yosef replied, “It doesn’t work that fast. It’ll take at least a week before we see 

noticeable improvements.” 

Elliot remained composed. “Alright. Everything’s fine as long as it helps cure her 

illness.” 

After Sheena finished her IV drip, Elliot carefully carried her out of the lab, with Yosef 

assisting nearby. 

Soon enough, they arrived back at the Jenkins estate. 

As Elliot strolled through the winding alleys of the estate, it was already 4.30 a.m. 

With about four hours left to sleep, he planned to wake up around 8.30 a.m. to 

prepare Sheena breakfast and continue with her dietary therapy. 

After a night of turmoil, Elliot finally lay in bed. Since his body was bruised and 

battered, he was unsure whether to lie on his back or stomach. 

Opting to sleep on his side, he held Sheena close to him. 

Closing his eyes, Elliot could finally let go of his exhaustion and drifted off to sleep 

within minutes.