Chapter 350
As Sheena approached the garden’s outer gate, Lance was once again startled.
“Uh–oh, we’re in trouble! The Lawson family’s guards are all over the garden. It’s going to be hard to keep this hidden.”
Running back from the halfway point, Sheena felt her anxiety intensify.
Ever since Elijah saved her at Clear Crane Bridge, she no longer harbored any resentment toward him. However, divorce meant moving on, and becoming strangers with him was the best course of action. She had no intention of remarrying or returning to the Freeman family.
However, it did not mean she could watch Elijah die.
With so many things on her mind, she entered the garden, quickly spotting Ford and the others lying there.
Paul and Ian were equally astonished.
Had the mansion been burglarized?
Ian approached, keenly noticing tiny needle marks on their necks.
“Miss, they’ve all been drugged,” Ian reported.
Sheena’s expression grew more serious.
Someone had managed to drug three of them at once, gathering them without any resistance. Hence, it must have been done by someone familiar with their habits.
“Take them to the living room and find a way to wake them up. Get answers,” she ordered.
Then, Sheena briskly entered the mansion and headed to the second floor. She pushed open the door to Elijah’s room, finding him sitting on the edge of the bed, dressed in a thin silk shirt, fastening the last two buttons.
Upon Sheena’s entrance, Elijah appears surprised and quickly buttoned up the remaining buttons at the collar.
“Why are you back? Didn’t you go to dinner with Nathaniel?”
Sheena took a moment to catch her breath. The run had tired her. After regaining composure, she entered the room, still wearing her high heels. She stood before Elijah, grabbed his chin, and leaned in.
Elijah’s deep black eyes had regained their usual luster as he met her gaze.
Sheena sensed the change in him and frowned.
In just over ten minutes of her absence, Elijah seemed remarkably better.
What had he done during this time?
As Sheena leaned in, she caught a faint scent of something metallic, like blood. Also, there was a strange, deep red ring on his pale lips. She leaned in closer, sniffing his lips and confirming the scent of blood.
Elijah watched her face, which was now dangerously close to his own, and held his breath. Her nose almost touched his lips, and if he were to take advantage of the situation and kiss her…
Well, he would probably get slapped.
Just as he entertained those wild thoughts, Sheena’s face gradually moved away.
She straightened up, stared at him seriously, and asked, “There’s a smell of blood on you. Did you cough up blood?”
It was both a test and an interrogation.
The dim light in the room cast shadows as the two locked eyes.
Elijah’s expression remained unchanged, and he nodded, pointing to the trash can nearby.” No, I didn’t cough up blood. I just applied medicine to my back.”
Sheena followed his gaze to the trash can, where she saw bloodied bandages recently removed. However, with his injury in the center of his back, how did he apply the medicine himself?
“That’s it?”
Elijah obediently nodded. “That’s it.”
He had been spinning a web of lies lately, so Sheena did not buy it. She released her grip on his chin, quickly undid the metal clasp of his belt, and pulled it out.
Elijah was shocked and exclaimed, “Sheena?”
