I Became His Sweetheart

After saying that, Wilfred sighed deeply, turned around with hands behind his back, and walked out of the CEO’s office without even looking back However, he shed the troubled expression once completely out of the Freeman Group, replacing it with a carefree and

cheerful smile.

Meanwhile, in the office, Sheena turned to face Elijah, noticing the slight swelling on his lips and the visible thumbprint on the left side of his face. A handsome face, now spoiled by Wilfred’s assault.Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Sheena was determined to deal with that cunning old fox sooner or later. “Does it hurt?” She held Elijah’s chin, examining his injuries. Elijah remained expressionless, neither answering nor showing any sign of pain.

Seeing his indifferent demeanor infuriated Sheena. She cruelly pinched the soft flesh on his left cheek, causing Elijah to frown and wince in pain as he tried to evade her grasp.

Finally, a different expression emerged.

Seething with frustration, Sheena scolded, “Looks like you do feel pain. Why didn’t you dodge when Wilfred attacked? Don’t tell me you were too slow to react!”

If she did not protect him, how many blows could he withstand, considering his current physical condition? Elijah licked the bloody corner of his mouth and countered, “Where were you on the day Grandpa died?” Sheena met his gaze, unable to read his true thoughts.

Did he believe Wilfred’s words?

Did he suspect her of causing Sebastian’s death?

Nonetheless, Sheena did not lie and answered, “Right by his side. | was the last person he saw before he died.” “What did he say to you?” Elijah asked.

Sheena fell silent for a moment. In truth, Sebastian’s dying words were about entrusting her to safeguard the Freeman Group and a plea for her to take care of Elijah.

“He’s a good kid, ambitious but deeply loyal. If he discovers your virtues and falls in love with you, he'll be willing to give up everything for you. Promise me, take good care of him, and never divorce him.”

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Sheena had broken the first promise. Even after three years, she could not soften Elijah’s icy heart, and she no longer yearned for his affection. Hence, safeguarding the Freeman Group became her final commitment to Sebastian.

Noticing Sheena’s momentary distraction, Elijah repeated his question, “What exactly did he say?”

Sheena resumed her seat on the sofa, appearing indifferent as she said, “I can’t disclose that.”

Those words carried a hint of defiance, and a flicker of anger flashed through Elijah’s eyes.

Sheena continued, taunting, “What’s the matter? Do you also think | caused his death?”

Elijah remained silent for a moment, his expression serious as he responded, “No, you wouldn't.”

Seeing that he had not fallen for Wilfred’s words, Sheena thought he was not too foolish after all. Her anger subsided somewhat,

and she glanced at the awkward figure standing there with his left cheek swollen, disrupting the charming appearance of the once-handsome face.

Even though Elijah could be frustrating to deal with, Sheena admitted that he was handsome, and it would be a shame to ruin his good looks. She reached for a spare first aid kit from the drawer beneath the coffee table and pushed it toward him.

“You look terrible. There are ice packs in the mini—fridge over there. Get some and apply it yourself.” “Alright.” Elijah did not refuse, fetching an ice pack and sitting on the sofa to skillfully tend to his wounds.

Sheena walked to the desk, focusing on her work. The bodyguards and Sarah tactfully left, closing the door behind them. In the office, the only sounds were Sheena tapping on the keyboard and the occasional noise of Elijah applying medication.

The atmosphere was somewhat strange.

This continued for almost an hour and a half until Sarah knocked on the door again, informing Sheena, “Ms. Sheena, Mr. Upton is here.”