Wait, She’s a Billionaire (Sheena Lawson) novel Chapter 829

Chapter 829 

Elliot took a deep breath, but the tingle in his nose continued. 

Over the past six months, he had narrowly escaped death several times, and he and Sheena had been through so much together. 

Heaven knew how much he had longed for and looked forward to getting their marriage registered… 

Elliot’s sight turned blurry from the tears, and he bit his lip, feeling embarrassed. He instinctively retreated into Sheena’s embrace, burying his face in her shoulder. 

Sheena stroked his broad back, comforting him with gentle pats. 

He did not lift his head, silently choking back tears. After a while, he calmed his excited emotions and spoke in a steady voice. 

“It’s too windy outside, and sand got into my eyes. It’s making my eyes uncomfortable. Nana, let’s go home.” 

Sheena just smiled and did not expose him, “Yes, the wind is quite strong. It’s even making your eyes red. If we stay out a few more minutes, I bet my eyes will turn red too!” 

The two held hands tightly. 

Sheena and Elliot suppressed all the news about their marriage, keeping it secret. 

They received no congratulations and stirred up no public opinion. 

The day went quietly and calmly, like any other ordinary day. 

Before evening, Elliot called Lionel and Jacintha over, planning to have dinner together and maybe have a little wine to celebrate. 

Lionel could not cook, but he was in the kitchen to help Elliot. 

Jacintha sat on the couch with Sheena, watching TV and helping her peel fruits. 

From the kitchen, there were occasional sounds of the two men arguing. 

“Elliot, how do I prepare this dish?” 

“Remove the tendons and cut them into small pieces with your hands.” 

Lionel went off, then asked again, “How many pieces should I cut it into?” 

After some time… 

“Elliot, how do I peel this garlic?” 

“Elliot, what shape should I cut the meat into?” 

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“Elliot, these prawns look pretty clean. Why do we need to devein them? And how do I do it?” 

Elliot endured and endured, but his patience finally snapped. 

“Get out!” Elliot shouted. 

Lionel winced in pain and was forcibly pushed out of the kitchen. 

On the living room sofa, the two girls stared at him. 

Lionel awkwardly scratched his head and gestured casually behind him, saying, “Elliot seems to be in 

a really good mood today! He wants to cook us a lavish dinner all by himself!” 

Jacintha snorted at him, extremely displeased. 

“Lionel, you’re so dumb! When will you learn to cook like Mr. Jenkins? Stop forcing me to do all the hard work for you!” 

“What nonsense are you talking about? When did I ever force you to do all the hard work?” 

Feeling uneasy, he leaned over and sat on the adjacent sofa. 

“Look at you! You’ve been putting on weight lately, and your cheeks are so chubby now. Who’s responsible for feeding you? Who?” 

“Putting on weight?”