Chapter 387
Finally regaining some clarity, Sheena looked down at the porcelain urn in her hands. Her hands trembled uncontrollably as she handed the urn back to Lionel, still biting her lower lip and shaking her head with a smirk.
“I don’t believe it. If he’s really gone, let him come and tell me himself!”
“Ms. Sheena…”
“Get out!” Sheena snapped, stepping back and forcefully closing the door, shutting everyone outside.
Then, she took a deep breath, trying hard to regain her composure and gradually recover her sanity. As Sheena sat on the sofa, she noticed the pile of sticky notes she had taken down earlier. She picked them up again and read through them carefully.
There was also the memory of the day Elijah pulled her into his arms before getting into the car and holding her tightly. She had not noticed at the time, but now, thinking back, his eyes seemed a bit red…
Did he know this day would come, so he prepared himself for their last meeting before she left Farlem?
However…
She would not believe it until she saw his corpse!
She would not believe it!
Ian was not at Ocean Avenue because he had gone to the crematorium with Lionel and the others. However, he has returned. When Sheena called him in, he was obviously sad.
Sheena sat on the sofa with a blank expression, neither mourning nor shedding tears, very indifferent. When Ian approached, she suddenly stood up and delivered a harsh slap to his face.
Ian was caught off guard and groaned. He took a step back, blood seeping from the corners of his mouth where he had been cut. He dared not wipe it, just pursed his lips, standing there obediently, enduring Sheena’s wrath.
“If this can make you feel better, Miss, then go ahead and beat me to death. I’m drowning in guilt for/causing Mr. Freeman’s death. If I can die in your hands, I might feel a bit better.”
Sheena glared at him, noticing genuine sorrow on his face. Slowly, she retracted
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her hand and sat back on the sofa.
“What exactly happened?”
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“I was actually sent over to monitor you, but I couldn’t bring myself to harm you, and they didn’t want to let me go. Three days ago, they gave me an ultimatum, asking me to lure you to the abandoned warehouse on the eastern outskirts of the city. Mr. Freeman found out about this and told me not to tell you. He said he would go in your place.”
As Ian continued, his tears flowed uncontrollably. “I didn’t expect… that he would never come back. I’m sorry, Miss!”
“Did he have anything to say to me… before the incident?” Sheena asked.
Ian thought for a moment and replied, “No.”
Sheena bit her lip, her eyes somewhat vacant. Ian felt sorry seeing her like this.
“It’s all my fault, Miss. Go ahead and hit me! Don’t hold it in. Let it out!”
“Get out.
“Miss…”
“Get out of my sight.”
Ian could not convince her, so he left her alone to calm down.
The living room windows were open, letting in a chilly breeze, making Sheena’s face cold to the touch. She stared at the pile of sticky notes on the coffee table, but in her mind, she saw Elijah’s face, his expression of feigned helplessness and vulnerability. Despite his usual cold and aloof demeanor, all she could remember now was his pitiful look.
Sheena could not even recall what he used to be like.
With this in mind, Sheena rushed to the third floor and retrieved the box on top of the cabinet in her room.
“Where are the photos? Where are the wedding photos? They should be here!” Sheena made a mess, searching through the contents, finally finding the half–cut wedding photo with only her smiling face. Elijah’s half had been cut off by her own hands when she decided to retaliate against the Lawson family.
Her knuckles were white as she opened her phone’s photo album with trembling hands. She searched for a long time but could not find a single photo of the man she had been married to for three years, the man she had loved for six years…
The only thing left was an audio recording.
She clicked to play.
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