Wait, She’s a Billionaire (Sheena Lawson) novel Chapter 863

Chapter 863 

Noah winced, clutching his shoulder. 

His eyes reddened as he called out softly, “Hannah…” 

It was Hannah’s first time seeing Noah looking hurt, and she was stunned. After taking a moment to gather herself, she closed her eyes, unwilling to witness it any further. 

“Noah, I’m Patrick’s fiancee now. We have no connection whatsoever. If you do anything to me today, my reputation will be ruined.” 

Those words quickly brought Noah back to his senses. 

“I was out of line,” Noah admitted, rising from his scat and curling up in the nearby chair. 

His lower lip bore a row of bloodstains, and his face was abnormally flushed as he trembled all over. 

It was evident that Noah was struggling to contain himself. 

The moment Hannah gained her freedom, she dashed out of the room without looking back. 

Watching her leave resolutely, Noah could not help but laugh at himself. 

If only he had realized his true feelings earlier, how much better it would have been. 

Instead, he had to lose her to understand the pain. 

He endured it all alone, feeling as though the fire burning in his heart was about to consume him 

entirely. 

On the brink of despair, the door to the private room burst open, and Hannah rushed in, accompanied by the manager, addressing Noah’s issue with the spiked drink. 

Seeing her return, Noah felt an unprecedented sense of warmth and emotion stirring within him. 

At E&S Haven. 

During lunchtime, Freida was puzzled to see Elliot struggling to walk down the stairs, even leaning on the railing for support. 

“Sir, what happened to your leg? Rheumatism?” 

Elliot was feeling frustrated as he hobbled along, answering casually, “Yeah. My knees hurt.” 

Freida glanced outside at the sunshine, perplexed. “But the weather was fine last night. Why did they suddenly hurt?” 

Elliot grimaced, coughing to cover his discomfort, his face remaining impassive as he explained, ” Nana hogged the blanket last night, leaving little for me. I might’ve caught a chill.” 

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“Oh, I see.” 

Freida could not shake off the feeling that something was odd about Elliot’s explanation, but she could not quite put her finger on it. 

Hence, she just expressed her concern, “Remember to take two pills, Mr. Jenkins. Don’t get too close to the babies until you’re over your cold to avoid passing it on to them.” 

“Alright,” Elliot immediately replied. 

He thought keeping his distance would be better to avoid further scolding if he slipped up. 

As they conversed, footsteps could be heard coming from the stairwell on the third floor. 

Elliot immediately instructed Freida, “Did you come downstairs to prepare the baby bottles? Then, get to it quickly. Stop asking so much.” 

“Yes, Mr. Jenkins,” Freida replied before heading into the kitchen. 

Sheena had been walking briskly but noticed him leaning on the railing and instinctively caught his arm as she passed by. 

“Still hurting? Didn’t we apply medicine last night?”