I Became His Sweetheart

If not for Sebastian insisting that they take a wedding photo back then, this marriage in name only for three whole years might not even have a single photo to show for it.

Sheena clenched the photograph tightly in her hand, appearing deep in thought. Her fingertips turned slightly white due to the pressure, yet her face remained emotionless. Moreover, she was so engrossed that she did not hear Howard knocking on the door a few times.

Howard stood by the door, observing her silently, wondering why Sheena had yet to let go despite Elijah’s indifference toward her. He was about to step inside to console her when Sheena’s next action stunned him.

Sheena picked up a pair of scissors and aimed them at the center of the photograph, decisively cutting it in half. Then, she shredded Elijah’s half into fragments without hesitation.

Relieved, Howard patted her shoulder and asked, “Nana, what are you doing? | thought you couldn’t let go and were thinking about him again...”

“That’s impossible.” Sheena smiled coldly with a fierce look. “It’s time for him to pay what he owes me during the three years of marriage.”

The long night continued.

Jennifer was among those who were unable to sleep peacefully that night, tossing and turning in bed. Throughout the entire day, Elijah had not contacted her. Nonetheless, she was also busy preparing for the press conference the next day and had not had a chance to call him. Tomorrow was the day he promised to give the public an explanation, and she felt uneasy not talking to him.

Leaning against the headboard, Jennifer reached for her phone on the bedside table. Then, she opened her contacts and dialed his number. However, she only heard the busy dial tone, and the call went unanswered, with only the familiar female voice stating, “The number you dialed is currently unavailable.”

Usually, Elijah might put his phone on silent mode due to work, but he never turned it off completely. Jennifer started to worry, and just as she was about to call Elijah again, her phone rang.

Seeing the name on the screen, she answered the call anxiously, “Where's Eli? Where is he?” “Ms. Moore, I’m at the back door of the Moore mansion. Could you come down in person?” A weak voice came through the phone.NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

Jennifer was taken aback and quickly changed into casual clothes, sneaking out the door.

Leon waited by the back door, constantly glancing around until he finally spotted her rushing toward him.

“Why are you here? Isn’t Eli with you? Why isn’t he answering my calls?” Jennifer was confused and nervous.

Then, Jennifer glanced at Leon, who was looking down in silence in the dim light, she noticed his disheveled hair, torn clothes, several cuts, and bruises on his face. On top of that, there was also a faint scent of blood around him.

“What happened to you? Who did this to you?” Jennifer’s emotions shifted from confusion to shock, and her anxiety grew.

“Mr. Freeman learned that Sheena had jumped from the plane and went there to find her. He hasn’t returned yet. The signal towers are too far apart there, so he probably hasn't received your call. And... he might not be able to come back for a while,” Leon explained.

“What? He went to find Sheena?” Jennifer’s heart skipped a beat, and she quickly asked, “Does this mean my plan is exposed?”