Chapter 427
Elliot held his breath, gently turning to look. There, Sheena sat on the sofa near the window, with her back to him, casually sipping red wine.
His palms clenched, sweating with tension.
Was there a chance she got drunk again?
Would she be as gentle as she was that night two days ago?
“I considered myself unfamiliar with you, Mr. Jenkins. Yet, you unexpectedly planned to engage me. Don’t you think you owe me an explanation?” Sheena’s calm and well–articulated words echoed, causing despair to well up within Elliot.
He fumbled with the doorknob, feeling hopeless. Sheena’s speech was coherent, her breathing steady. She probably only had two drinks, not enough to be intoxicated!
Tonight seemed like a lost cause.
However, he had not thought of how to face her…
Without thinking, he moved toward the window, attempting to escape.
Sheena’s indifferent voice interrupted him, “Grandpa Santiago instructed to have the windows locked, and I heard they’re bulletproof. No matter how you try, they won’t break. Besides, what are you afraid of? It’s just a chat.”
There was no escape this time, and Elliot could not avoid it.
He touched his face, realizing it was still hidden behind the mask. Hence, Sheena likely would not recognize him so easily.
Elliot cleared his throat, saying, “Ms. Lawson, you must be joking. I don’t know you, and the decision to engage with you was based on the astrologer’s advice.”
Setting down her wine glass, Sheena turned to look at him. “Last time, I told you I have someone I like
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She suddenly stopped mid–sentence, watching the impeccably dressed and dignified man standing by the window.
The mere image of him standing there triggered a deep–seated familiarity.
Sheena’s expression gradually froze, carefully scrutinizing the man by the window from head to toe.
Elliot, aware of the change in her demeanor, became nervous.
“Mr. Jenkins, you seem familiar,” Sheena said as she rose, frowning as she approached Elliot slowly.
“Ms. Lawson, you must be mistaken. We’ve never met.”
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Elliot maintained his cold demeanor, and his voice hoarse.
Sheena stared into his familiar black eyes, her eyes gradually reddening. Suddenly, she grabbed his suit collar, forcefully pressing him against the window.
“What are you pretending, Elijah? Do you think you can wear a mask and I won’t recognize you? Your eyes, every little gesture… You can deceive others, but not me!”
Elliot was stunned.
Should he confess?
Would Sheena think he had been deceiving her all along?
She despised deception and never liked him from the start.
Would she now resent him even more and refuse to forgive him?
“Why didn’t you find me? Why did you suddenly turn into Elliot? What happened in between, Elijah? Give me a reasonable explanation!”
Sheena clenched his collar, trembling. Her eyes reflected shock, confusion, and anger.
“Ms. Lawson, I…”
“What did you call me?”
With her other hand, Sheena ruthlessly struck his abdomen.
Elliot grimaced in pain, his features contorting.
Yet, Sheena continued to grip his collar, forcefully pressing him back against the window glass. It was not that he could not fight back, but he feared exerting too much force and hurting Sheena
inadvertently.
Sheena, on the other hand, gave her all with each strike. She glared at him in fury, losing her rationality. Her mind echoed with the fact that Elijah was not dead; he was alive.
Yet, why did he not come to find her?
Why did he not recognize her?
“You won’t admit it, right? Fine! I’ll do it myself!”
She reached to remove his mask.
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The novel is too abusive it spoils the joy of reading it. I hate the punishment part between sheena and Eliot....