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Elliot hung his head low, silently following Sheena into the room. The domineering demeanor he had at the charity gala had vanished, replaced by nervousness as he fixated on her slender back.

Once inside, Sheena sat on the edge of the bed and started using her phone, completely ignoring Elliot.

Elliot sat beside her, still harboring a hint of hope. He timidly touched her wrist, beginning to explain himself.

“I messed up, but I really kept my distance from her. When you saw us, it was because she had twisted her foot. Considering she’s my companion and the spokesperson of Project Rossi, a new project for the Jenkins Group, I couldn’t let her fall flat. That’s why I helped her.”

Sheena remained expressionless, continuing to look at her phone, completely disregarding his

presence.

Elliot continued, “Who would’ve thought she would try something inappropriate, taking advantage of the situation and clinging to my arm? I was played by her!”

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt the anger emanating from Sheena.

Quickly changing his approach, he added, “I’m not saying all this to shift the blame. I failed to keep my promise to you. It’s truly my fault. My skill in dealing with cunning women isn’t good enough. I’ll quickly master it and make sure it never happens again!”

“Also, tonight at the entrance of the gala, I only kissed and hugged you without your permission because you wouldn’t listen to my explanation. Considering we made it to the headlines, benefiting the

stock market for both the Jenkins and Lawson Groups, can you not be angry at me?”

Sheena’s anger showed no sign of subsiding. Her expression turned colder. Seeing that she was not receptive to his persuasions, Elliot felt helpless and lowered his gaze. It seemed she was quite upset, and he had initially hoped to avoid a beating…

Elliot stood up and opened the top drawer of the bedside table. Then, he took out the ruler and handed

it to Sheena.

“Here, your disciplinary tool.”

Sheena did not take it, so Elliot simply placed the ruler in her hand.

“I’ve already discarded the suit and gloves touched by that woman, but if you still have reservations, you can use this to vent your anger. Even if you end up breaking my arms, I won’t make a sound.”

Sheena remained silent, continuing to focus on her phone. NôvelDrama.Org holds this content.

Elliot stood quietly for a while, seeing her lack of response. He turned and opened the wardrobe, retrieving the washboard custom–made by Sheena. He placed it on the carpet beside the bed before rolling up the cuffs of his suit pants, revealing knees marked with bruises from the washboard’s ridges.

While Sheena appeared engrossed in her phone, she discreetly observed every move Elliot made through the corner of her eye. Unexpectedly, her attention was drawn to his actions as he rolled up his pants, and her cold gaze involuntarily glanced at his injured knees.

The sight of it shocked Sheena, and she reached out to stop him.

Originally, she intended to express concern, but her words came out with a fiery tone.

“Why are you rolling up your pants? Are you intentionally showing me your knees, trying some self- pity trick?”

Elliot smiled wryly, feeling wronged. “No, I just thought rolling up the pants would make it hurt a bit more when kneeling.”

Sheena’s anger flared even more.

“Enjoying the pain, are you? So, you like it the more it hurts?”

“I don’t like it.” He furrowed his brow, his eyes filled with a sense of grievance. “I just thought it might ease your anger if you see me in so much pain. After all, being angry is not good for your health. I hope your fury will subside a bit faster.”

His words left Sheena with an uncomfortable feeling. Suddenly, a seemingly unrelated statement from Sheila in her office during the day echoed in her ears.

“Ms. Lawson, don’t you think you’ve been cruel to Mr. Jenkins all along? You’re only in love with yourself. You treat him poorly…”

Had she been excessively harsh on Elliot, taking advantage of his boundless affection for her?

Sheena sighed, softening her tone, and said, “Sit down and let me take a look at the injuries.‘

Elliot noticed the genuine concern in her eyes, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He allowed her to pull him closer to the bed for examination.

“It’s only been half an hour, and it’s already bruised. Didn’t you apply any ointment last night?” Sheena asked, her voice gentler now.

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