I Became His Sweetheart

Elijah blurted that out almost instinctively. Noticing Sheena’s angry gaze, he softened his tone and continued, “What | mean is, it's too late now, and you shouldn't bother him at this hour. Besides, being alone with him wouldn't be appropriate.”

Elijah disliked Howard, and Howard reciprocated the feeling.

Elijah knew he currently had no authority to intervene, but perhaps fueled by a man’s possessiveness, he could not accept Sheena going to Howard.

“Let go of me.”

Sheena was stubborn and took another step forward.

Elijah followed suit, still kneeling and tightening his grip on her wrist.

“Don't go! I'm sorry, | shouldn’t have hurt you. | won't do it again. Please don’t go to Howard, Sheena curiously glanced down at him. It was the first time she heard him apologize.

Back when he knew Jennifer wrongly accused her of drugging him, he did not apologize. When he acknowledged owing her three years of debt, he did not apologize.

Even when he just wounded her with a knife, he expressed regret but still did not apologize.

Yet, he was apologizing now!

Well, well!

“It's too late to apologize now. I’m not accepting it. Get lost!” Sheena angrily shouted, shaking off his hand. Elijah’s physique was not what it used to be, and he found himself on the ground after her forceful rejection. Sheena did not spare him another glance, leaving the mansion without looking back.

Elijah did not chase after her. He sat silently on the ground, and no one could tell what he was thinking about.

It was not until he heard the sound of the car engine that he stood and walked to the window. A few bodyguards got into the car after Sheena. Two minutes later, with the roar of the engines, the two cars sped away in the moonlight.

With Sheena’s departure, an eerie quiet settled over the entire mansion. Elijali quickly snapped out of his jealousy, surveying Sheena’s room with a glance, wondering if there would be any clues in her room that could verify her true identity. Moreover, she had left and taken all the bodyguards with her, and it was uncertain whether she might return soon.

Hence, searching her room now was the best opportunity!

Elijah kept a stern expression, observing the window for a while with a complex gaze

At this moment, about 200 meters ahead on Ocean Avenue, two cars turned off their engines

at the intersection before a turn.

Sheena sat in the car, waiting silently. The surroundings were exceptionally quiet, quiet enough to hear her own heartbeat. She stared blankly ahead, lost in thought, contemplating who knows what.

After roughly half an hour, she finally called the bodyguards secretly observing the mansion. “Did he touch anything in my room after | left?”

The bodyguard replied, “He changed your bed sheets and comforter to a new set. He took the dirty ones to the backyard for cleaning, but it seems he had trouble wringing them out after getting them wet due to the weight.”

“Besides changing the bedding, did he touch anything else in the room?” The bodyguard thought for a moment before saying, “No, but he stood by the window for a while after you left.” Sheena pursed her lips, lost in thought.

Her leaving was such a great opportunity, yet he did not take advantage of it. When he went to get the first aid kit, she distinctly heard the bird calls again. She could not figure out what he was up to, but his occasional unusual behavior was hard not to arouse suspicion.

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