Wait, She’s a Billionaire (Sheena Lawson) novel Chapter 872

Chapter 872 

Sheena was in so much pain that she kept drifting in and out of consciousness. 

She half–opened her eyes to see Elliot continuously changing hands to massage her stomach. Each time he freed up a hand, he would flex his sore wrist before continuing. 

Sensing his obvious fatigue, Sheena felt a bit guilty and said, “Eli, stop massaging me. I should feel much better after sleeping a while more.” 

Elliot did not stop, replying, “It’s okay. As I keep massaging, you’ll fall asleep.” 

Sheena did not insist further. She was truly exhausted, unable to keep her eyes open. 

Elliot’s massaging technique improved over time, seemingly providing some relief. 

As her body relaxed, Sheena quickly drifted into a deep sleep. 

While she slept, Elliot did not rest. He nestled under the covers, staying close to her, continuing to massage her sore waist. 

Soon enough, he fell asleep alongside her. 

Occasionally, Sheena would shift, but Elliot remained asleep, his hands reflexively continuing their massaging motion. 

The two slept harmoniously until noon. 

Meanwhile, at Farlem, Hannah had been avoiding Noah ever since he had interrupted her last date. 

Even though they lived under the same roof, they managed to avoid each other, never crossing paths during their morning routines. 

Vanessa, watching helplessly, considered offering Noah some advice several times but hesitated due to his status as she was unsure of how he might react. 

After lunch, Noah finally gave in and returned to the hotel to retrieve his phone and wallet. 

Once his phone turned on, it was bombarded with messages, all from Howard. 

He scrolled through them one by one. 

[Howard: Noah, how’s it going? Did you successfully infiltrate the Moore family?] 

[Howard: Where are you? Why aren’t you answering your phone? You didn’t actually throw away your phone and wallet, did you?] 

[Howard:…] 

[Howard: You were supposed to pretend! Pretend! You could’ve kept your phone and wallet on you and said you forgot to bring them. Who would dare to search you? You wouldn’t actually be that 

naive, right?“) 

[Howard: It’s been two days. How’s your progress? Did you get the girl yet?”] 

[Howard: Your play–pretend turns into real misery. If you can’t even succeed in this, then I’m really speechless. You might as well become a monk or just marry your medical research.] 

The more Noah read, the more he could feel Howard’s ‘concern“. 

He composed himself, then decisively typed out a message in response. 

[Noah: It’s been many years since I’ve beaten you up. Do you miss it? Next time I come back, I’ll be sure to pay extra attention to your legs.] 

To his surprise, Howard replied instantly, [Sorry, Noah.] 

Seeing that Howard had admitted defeat, Noah felt much better. After all, he still needed Howard’s advice as a strategist in pursuing his love interest. 

His threat regarding Howard’s legs could wait for now. 

Noah sighed as he recounted the events of the past few days at the restaurant to Howard. 

Howard was shocked to hear the story. 

[Howard: You were drugged yet still managed to hold back? That’s so impressive! But just to be safe, let’s get you checked out when you come back.] 

Upon reading this, Noah’s expression darkened once again. 

As if he sensed Noah’s anger, Howard quickly sent another message.