Chapter 442
“Nana…” Elliot mumbled.
He wondered where Sheena was and if she was still unwilling to forgive him.
Elliot wanted to find Sheena, but stepping out of the ward drained all his strength. His body felt limp and powerless, and he could only lean weakly against the door. Nonetheless, the determination to see Sheena kept him barely conscious.
A passing nurse rushed over in shock when she noticed him. “Oh my, Mr. Jenkins! Why are you out of bed? You just had surgery. You can’t expose yourself to the cold. Please, go back inside!”
Avoiding her touch, Elliot asked weakly, “Where’s Ms. Lawson?”
“Ms. Lawson left a long time ago. It’s already early morning, and she probably won’t come back. Mr. Jenkins, your health is the priority; please go back inside!”
Elliot felt suffocated.
Sheena had left.
She truly did not forgive him, nor did she want to hear his explanation…
A vile metallic taste surged in his throat, and the empty corridor echoed with the sound of his painful cough.
Unable to bear seeing him like this, the nurse tried to console him, “Mr. Jenkins…’
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“Get lost!”
His cold glare silenced her. Despite his illness, Elliot’s gaze was fierce enough to scare anyone.
The nurse, frightened, retreated and left him alone in the empty corridor.
Elliot’s body felt like jelly, unable to stand, and he slowly crouched down, helpless, against the door.
He refused to believe Sheena could be this ruthless, so he decided to wait there.
After dealing with Stanley’s situation and ensuring everything was in order, Sheena immediately rushed back to the hospital. However, as soon as she emerged from the elevator, she spotted a weak figure curled up near the entrance of the ward corridor.
The pitiful and helpless silhouette stabbed at her heart, causing a sharp pain.
She almost sprinted over in an instant, supporting him in her arms and gently scolding, “Why did you come out? You just had surgery. You shouldn’t be exposing yourself to the cold.”
Elliot tightly embraced her slender waist, the joy making his nose tingle and tears welling up in his dark eyes.
“I knew… you would come…”
Sheena’s heart ached even more. Originally, she could not bear to see him suffer alone in the
operating room. She considered taking advantage of this opportunity to help him vent his frustration on Stanley, but he came out earlier than expected.
“I’m sorry for worrying you, but I didn’t leave. Alright, let’s go inside first. It’s cold out here.”
Holding her waist, Elliot rested his chin gently on her shoulder, unwilling to let go. Sheena had initially wanted to pry his hands open, fearing that she might hurt him with his injuries, but she felt a bit helpless for the moment.
“I told you I won’t leave. Are you being disobedient? Do you want me to leave for real?”
Although it was meant as a joke, Elliot’s face turned pale instantly. He immediately released his embrace, bending his knees as if about to kneel.
Seeing his actions, Sheena quickly supported him, feeling a heartache that almost choked her.
Could it be that her past attitude toward him was so bad that he lacked security now?
Elliot was the head of the Jenkins family now, so why was he acting this way?
In fact, before she arrived at the hospital, Elliot had endured on his own for almost half an hour, drained and filled with self-doubt. Now, seeing her, he wanted to prove his sincerity wholeheartedly.
Sheena, suppressing her tears, sighed helplessly, and in a tone imitating his previous way comforting her, she said, “I’m not angry, and I won’t leave. Be a good boy and lie down. I’ll listen to your explanation slowly, okay?”
