I Became His Sweetheart

Sheena scoffed and said, “Ms. Carver, aren’t you a funny one? He's irrelevant to me, and there’s absolutely no reason for jealousy.”

The words ‘irrelevant to me‘ stung Elijah’s heart. His face instantly turned deathly pale. Taking a moment to ease the tightness in his chest, he boldly stepped forward, gently grabbing Sheena’s wrist.

yours. I've

“Sheena, our employment contract hasn’t been terminated yet, and I’m still behaved well today, but when we return, you can handle me however you want. You can punish me as harshly as you like, and I’ll take it all.”

Elijah pleaded with her, flipping her wrist open, and his knuckles traced gentle circles on her palm. This seamless sequence of movements left Skye in shock, muttering, “Holy crap.” Bethany was equally astonished.

This man, who was now acting all cute, used to be the dominating figure of the Freeman Group, known for his cold and ruthless demeanor.

Was he under some kind of spell?

Nevertheless, Elijah continued to draw circles on Sheena’s palm, seemingly oblivious to the reactions around him. Sheena remained expressionless; after all, it wasn’t her who would end up embarrassed for saying such embarrassing things.

However, as Elijah continued his drawing circles, Sheena felt a strange itch in her palm. Just as she was about to pull her hand away, she realized that his movements were not just circles. Was he writing something?

Sheena focused intently, but unfortunately, she could not decipher the words he was writing or understand his intentions.NôvelDrama.Org © 2024.

Skye coughed awkwardly, interrupting them, “Sheena, I’m about to suffocate from the air here. Let's go over there and have a glass of wine.”

“Sure.” Sheena withdrew her hand without a glance at Elijah, and without missing a beat, she walked away with Skye. Elijah hung his head, a bit disheartened. She did not seem to grasp his message, and he was certain there would be consequences when they returned.

Bethany stood silently by Elijah’s side, observing him for a while. “You’ve changed a lot from before! | remember she used to pursue you every day. Now that you're divorced, you willingly become her devoted follower. | heard you were tortured and abused by her last time, ending up in the hospital. How can you endure this humiliation?”

Elijah’s regretful expression instantly turned cold as soon as she spoke, his deep, icy eyes filled with hostility. “This is my private matter.”

Bethany chuckled. “Right, right, | shouldn’t pry into your personal affairs, but I’m just curious. You used to really like Jennifer. Didn't you feel anything when Sheena sent her to

prison?”

As she spoke, her fingers lightly traced up his arm. “If you want, I’m willing to help you break. free from Sheena’s clutches, and you...

Before she could finish her sentence, Elijah tightly grabbed her wrist.

The man’s sharp gaze met hers, a warning evident in his eyes.

“I'm a cold-blooded person who doesn’t value family ties. If you dare to cause any trouble, not only Sheena but even | won’t spare you.”

Bethany wrestled her wrist free from his grip, smiling mischievously. “Don’t you want to see if she'll still get jealous?”

Elijah frowned, sensing trouble. Before he could say anything, screams erupted from the banquet hall.

“Who is this? Why is she lying here covered in injuries?”

“Is she a human or a ghost? She looks terrifying!

Startled by the screams and discussions, the woman slowly regained consciousness. Under the messy and dull mass of hair, a pair of eyes, bloodshot and sinister, peeked out.

She pushed aside the hair covering her forehead, exposing a face marred with wounds to the public eye. Some sharp-—eyed individuals recognized her.

“Isn't that... Ms. Moore?”