Wait, She’s a Billionaire (Sheena Lawson) novel Chapter 345

Chapter 345 

His heart ached dearly, and the stifling sensation in his chest almost made it difficult to breathe. 

What should he do to win back her heart? 

Sheena turned, fetched a stool beside the small sofa in the room, and sat across from him with a serious expression. 

“Giving you the antidote isn’t an attempt to forcibly terminate the agreement. I just think you’ve been in constant pain lately, and due to Compound 023, the pain has intensified. Since you saved me this time, I’m helping you relieve the severe pain. Consider this a settlement of what I owe you.” 

Elijah stared at her in silence. 

Sheena continued, “Regarding the employment agreement, since we already settled it last time, and I have your recorded promise, I won’t bring–it up again.” 

Did this mean she no longer had the initial wariness toward him? 

Did it suggest that everything he had done recently brought him closer to her? 

“Aren’t you afraid that by giving me the antidote, I might overpower you in the future and mistreat you?” Elijah asked. 

Sheena smirked and countered, “Will you?” 

Elijah smiled and gave a decisive answer, “I won’t.” 

However, Sheena suddenly narrowed her eyes, a sly grin forming. “Then, aren’t you afraid that what I’ve given you isn’t the antidote for 023 but a more intense and tormenting drug?” 

“I trust you won’t,” Elijah replied. 

Even if Sheena were to be that heartless, he would inject it without hesitation if it was her 

request. 

“You’re right. I won’t. So, this is a genuine antidote, and it’s already in your hands. Inject it now,” Sheena said in a nonchalant tone. 

Now? 

Elijah lowered his head, looking at the box in his hands. He was pushing himself to the limit, feeling utterly exhausted. If he were to inject now, Sheena would surely detect that something was off with his body. 

Moreover, Sheena did not like owing favors. 

Would she feel guilty if she knew that it was not sulfuric acid at the bar that night but the S404? 

Yet, guilt was not love… / 

Elijah remained silent, unmoving. 

“What’s the matter? Are you genuinely afraid I’ll play tricks on you?” Sheena asked. 

Elijah shook his head, his low voice weak as he said, “I injected it myself last time. This time… would you help me, please?” 

He handed her the sleek black box, sounding pitiful. However, Sheena did not take it, deeply locking eyes with him. 

He added, “Just this once.” 

Sheena accepted but noticed he did not make a move to undress. Instead, he reclined back onto the chair. 

“What are you doing? Take off your clothes. I need your arm,” Sheena commanded. 

Elijah tilted his head, revealing his pale–as–paper neck with his seductive Adam’s apple that moved enticingly. 

“Inject it into the jugular vein.” 

Sheena gave him a disdainful look but did not hesitate, administering the injection with minimal force. 

Injecting into the jugular vein was painful, yet Elijah only faintly furrowed his brow, showing little expression.