Chapter 443
Sheena helped Elliot onto the bed, tucking him in. However, having just undergone surgery, his body was still weak. After standing in the corridor for over half an hour, he felt chilled to the bone.
Sheena turned on the heating for him and sat beside his bed. She poured a cup of hot water and handed it to him, taking the lead in speaking, “Lionel has already explained many things to me while you were in surgery. You don’t need to explain it all over again. However, I have a few doubts that need your answers.
Elliot nodded.
“Why did you become Elijah Freeman? If you’re Elliot Jenkins, then where is the real Elijah?”
Elliot gripped her small hand, feeling the warmth of her palm. He began, “Do you remember when I told you about the car accident thirteen years ago?”
“I do.”
“The real Elijah Freeman died at the age of 15, trying to save me. At that time, the Jenkins family was in chaos, and I was too young to confront Uncle Peter and Uncle Ronald’s families. Elijah had been sent to the National Investigation Bureau by Old Man Freeman from a young age, and his family had
never seen him since.”
“So, Grandpa had me temporarily take on Elijah’s name as a refuge. In the car accident thirteen years
ago, everyone who escorted me died, and nobody in Farlem knew my true identity. I naturally assumed the role of Elijah, helping him with Old Man Freeman and Faye in reviving the Freeman
Group.”
“I see.” Sheena lowered her gaze. “Then, half a year ago, was the urn of ashes also faked? Was the
body that Ian watched cremated someone else?”
“The ashes are real, belonging to the real Elijah. As for the body, Lionel found a man in the warehouse with a similar physique to mine. Due to the intense fire, the body was almost unrecognizable. So, Ian certainly didn’t notice.”
His voice was low, hoarse, and weak.
When he looked at Sheena, his eyes twinkled faintly.
“Nana, I didn’t mean to deceive you. When I returned to Svelton to take control of the Jenkins family…. I genuinely couldn’t go back. But when I found out you publicly revealed your identity as the Lawson family heiress’s identity, I was so thrilled.”
Sheena remained silent, her sparkling eyes fixed on him.
Under her expressionless gaze, Elliot became a bit nervous. “I didn’t reunite with you at the welcome- home banquet, and I even lied to you. I was wrong. If you’re still upset, you can continue to punish me. I’ll accept it all, okay?”
“Not okay.”
Elliot did not expect Sheena to refuse so decisively, and a cold feeling swept through him. He lowered his gaze, an unmistakable hint of sadness flashing in his eyes.
Seizing the moment, Sheena leaned down, gently kissing his eyes, forehead, cheeks, and lastly, his cold lips.
Each move was filled with patience and love.
“Silly boy, I’m not angry anymore.”
“Really?” Elliot was pleasantly surprised. “So, does that mean you won’t cancel the engagement? Have you forgiven me?”
“What do you think?” Sheena kissed him again, using actions to demonstrate her stance.
The two lost themselves in the embrace, feeling each other’s breath quicken.
As the kiss continued, Elliot took the initiative to break away, refusing to delve into a deeper kiss.
“What’s wrong? Don’t you like it?”
Sheena did not get up, maintaining the closeness between them.
“No…”
Elliot’s breath became increasingly erratic, his earlobes slightly red as he looked away uneasily.
Seeing his reaction, Sheena guessed what was going on.
“Do you want it?”
Elliot’s earlobes turned crimson, and he was obviously nervous. After a long hesitation, he gathered the courage to ask, “Can we…?”
Sheena undid the top two buttons of his hospital gown. His chest wound was still wrapped in thick bandages, and the two lashes on his arm from last night were also bandaged.
Considering he had just undergone surgery and was still weak, how could he engage in physical activity?
Taking these factors into account, Sheena blurted out, “I don’t think you can, right?”
Elliot’s ego was instantly provoked. “Who said that I can’t? Do you want to give it a try?”
Despite his pale appearance, Elliot’s handsome face still had the power to make one weak in the knees. Fueled by Sheena’s comment, his dark eyes flared with determination and passion. Ready to prove himself, he attempted to get up, determined to show he was up for the challenge.
Sheena chuckled and gently pushed him back, preventing him from getting out of bed. Her red lips slowly approached his ear, her alluring voice filled with temptation.
“Eli, what I meant was, let me take charge tonight…”
