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Elliot was even more furious. Taking advantage of Sheena heading to her room, he snuck back into his own room, grabbing the wooden ruler.

Tonight, he was determined to assert his dominance!

Approaching Sheena’s door, he hid the ruler behind his back. Since Sheena did not lock the door, he took a deep breath, turned the doorknob with force, and confronted Sheena, brandishing the ruler with a menacing expression.

“Sheena! You went to the hospital without telling me. Do you even care about me, your fiance?”

Sheena, who was on the phone with Dark Bell’s subordinate, looked up at him in confusion.

Elliot slammed the ruler forcefully on the bedside table, creating a loud thud that startled even himself. However, he did not plan to give up just yet and kept a stern face as he scolded her.

“Extend your hand. Tonight, I’m going to teach you a lesson!”

Sheena stared at him, puzzled.

Two minutes later, Elliot surrendered under her icy gaze. Kneeling on the carpet beside the bed, he obediently pulled on his own ears, his face defiant but filled with discontent. Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

Sheena sat leisurely on the edge of the bed, casually playing with the ruler he brought.

“Not bad, Elliot. Trying to rebel when given the chance? Did you forget what you promised me last night outside the Lawson estate?”

Elliot choked.

Last night, Sheena had said he would be punished worse for his actions.

Elliot truly had been too busy and forgot about it.

Seeing Elliot’s reaction, Sheena guessed he must have completely forgotten. Nonetheless, she could help him remember later. She measured the thickness of the ruler, finding it thicker than her pinky finger.

Elliot was quite ruthless!

This wooden ruler was much harder than the one she used on Erin.

Since he had brought it over, how could she not indulge his intentions?

“There was a tricky situation at Angle Group tonight, and I hadn’t planned on dealing with you. But now, you’ve practically handed yourself to me on a silver platter.”

Sheena lowered her gaze, imitating his tone from earlier, and said sternly, “Extend your hand. I’m.

going to teach you a lesson!”

Elliot was in a dilemma, remaining still.

“Well?” Sheena threatened, giving him a sharp look. “You’re a grown man. Does a promise mean nothing to you?”

Elliot stayed silent, gulping anxiously. After some hesitation, he slowly extended his left hand in front of her, palm open.

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Sheena, not one to hold back, swung the ruler through the air, testing with about fifty percent force, and struck his palm.

A muffled thud echoed in the room.

Elliot did not flinch, not even a frown.”

Using a seductively soft voice, Sheena asked, “Does it hurt?”

Elliot assessed the sensation and replied, “It’s alright.”

Having handled guns for years, the insides of his palms were still rough despite the pampered lifestyle in Farlem even though there were minimal calluses that formed.

The ruler left a red mark, about two fingers wide, on his palm. Although not severe, it did hurt, but it

was within his tolerance.

Sheena was not satisfied with his response.

It seemed like she went easy on him!