Chapter 289
As Sheena slid into her slippers, she observed Elijah. She then took off her coat and handed it to him.
Elijah was caught off guard but quickly recovered and obediently took the coat from Sheena, hanging it on the rack. However, he remained silent, not being as eagerly attentive as before.
Sheena’s expression darkened as she continued to observe him.
Elijah, seemingly oblivious, glanced at the clock on the living room wall. It was almost noon, and he instinctively headed toward the kitchen to prepare a meal.
Sheena sat on the sofa, speaking in an icy tone, “Come here.”
Elijah stiffened but still walked over to her and stopped at her feet.
Sheena did not look at him, her demeanor somewhat distant.
“Remember when you said you wouldn’t let me look up to you?”
Elijah stood still, feeling slightly uncomfortable, as he noticed her continued coldness. Howard clearly had not informed her that he was the one who saved her. So, now that Sheena was back, would she hold him accountable for going to the charity gala with Bethany?
Initially thinking he could balance things out, Elijah suddenly felt a tightness in his chest, making it hard for him to breathe.
“Hm?” Sheena pressed, growing a bit impatient.
Elijah dropped to one knee, slowly crouching down in front of her. His gaze remained low, his lashes gently trembling.
Sheena sensed his awkward emotions, becoming even more puzzled. She lightly hooked hist chin using her fingertips, forcing him to lift his face. As their eyes met, she noticed that Elijah’s eyes were slightly red, and he appeared weak.
It resembled the look of someone being bullied by her, appearing vulnerable and innocently helpless.
Sheena frowned. She had not even asked anything yet, and he was already feeling wronged. “What have you been doing these past two days? Mr. Lawson seemed to have forbidden you. from
g out. Why haven’t you done the housework during these two days?”
Elijah stayed silent, feeling heartbroken.
Sheena lifted his chin a bit more. “Cat got your tongue?”
“I was recovering,” Elijah murmured, his voice low and husky, carrying a hint of grievance. He truly seemed to have lost his voice.
Sheena chuckled lightly. “What’s wrong with your throat? What illness are you suffering from?
“Fever.”
Sheena was puzzled. He had been staying at the mansion, not stepping out for two days, and
there had not been any rain during this time. How could he have a fever?
Judging by his pale and sickly appearance, he had probably been running a high fever these past two days.
Sheena soon thought of a possibility and released her grip on his chin. “Stop crouching. Sit on
that sofa.”
Elijah quickly got up and took a seat on the adjacent small sofa. His body, already lacking strength, had started to feel numb in his legs after crouching for a short while, and his head was a bit dizzy. He feared he would not hold out if he stayed in that position any longer.
Sheena gracefully poured herself a glass of water, then resumed her questioning.
“What happened to the injuries on Sawyer? Who attacked him?”
Watching her drink water, Elijah gulped, and he casually lied, “I was in my room for two days, so I’m not sure. He probably fell.”
He did not want to tell her the truth.
Uninterested in dwelling on this matter, Sheena returned to the main topic. “What were your doing the day of the charity gala?”
Elijah was about to answer when Sheena stared at him, reminding him, “I want to hear the truth.”
“I took Bethany’s car and went to the outskirts to meet Jennifer.”
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