Wait, She’s a Billionaire

‘Let me be there for you, cherish you, and learn how to pamper and protect you…”

Sheena’s soothing and melodious voice echoed in Elliot’s ears, replaying in his mind. Before him was her radiant smile, akin to the sun’s brilliance.

The painful ache in his heart seemed to be enveloped by a warm light, melting away all his coldness. His throat tightened, and his right hand instinctively reached to touch her soft little face.

However, the hand was still wearing a leather glove and had just touched Sheila. With this realization, he discreetly withdrew his hand, forming a fist on the other side of his thigh, unconsciously clenching it tightly.

Nathaniel was right.

With her personality, Sheena was like a fiery little sun when dealing with enemies. Touching her would leave you scorched.

Yet, when it came to loved ones and partners, she transformed into a soft, adorable kitten, irresistibly lovable and captivating.

She was lively, vibrant, and full of energy.

Originally, Elliot thought the virus in his body could be well controlled, allowing him to spend a long life with her. Little did he know the virus was spreading, turning those hopes into mere fantasies.

Elliot was now just a broken shell, a dying man who was fundamentally unworthy of Sheena….

“Eli?” Sheena gently called out as he seemed lost in thought.

Elliot snapped back, slightly opening his arms, and reverting to his icy demeanor. “I’m not injured. If you don’t believe me, you can check.”

“I don’t believe you. Your complexion isn’t good, and you can’t deceive me. I want you to tell me in your own words, what’s going on with you? And when I came in, what were you and Sheila really doing? Why do I feel like you’re trying to provoke me…”

“I seem to quite like her.”

Before she could finish, Elliot coldly interrupted her.

“What did you say?”

Sheena blinked, retracting her hands from his legs. She stepped back, looking at him with a sense of unfamiliarity

He gazed at the Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

personality. She

scene outside the windows, his tone cool. “She’s beautiful and has a gentle

elicate and charming. No man can resist such a woman. So, what do you think I

was doing with her just now?”

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Sheena took two more steps backward, her clear eyes gradually dimming

“Are you sick of me?” Sheena asked.

Elliot smirked, his eyes chilling. “Compared to her, you’re spoiled, domineering, and ruthless. I chased after you for so long back then. Now, I’m tired and want a change of taste.”

Sheena stared intensely at his handsome face. “Elliot, you’ve changed…

“Men always crave excitement and enjoy pursuing novelty. It’s not that I’ve changed. I was never a good man to begin with. Sheena, now that you see the real me, you can leave.

After uttering those last few words laced with hostility, the air fell silent for several minutes.

Sheena stood still, unmoving.

Elliot continued gazing out the window, his cold black eyes revealing no hint of regret, only an endless sense of detachment and indifference.

Yet, in this solemn atmosphere, a sudden laughter echoed.

Elliot suspiciously turned around to see that Sheena was not at all angry. Instead, she was laughing.

Those sparkling eyes showed no trace of anger.

Elliot was stunned, but he tried to maintain his icy demeanor, casting a disdainful glance at her.

“Is this a joke to you?”

Sheena walked up to him, hands gripping the armrests of his office chair. She bent down and impulsively planted a kiss on his forehead.

His forehead now bore a vivid lipstick mark, the bright color standing out like a sore thumb. “Hey!”