Wait She s a Billionaire ( Sheena Lawson ) Chapter 1030

Chapter 1030

Sorry, it’s all my fault. If you’re still upset, you can continue hitting me to let off steam, but please don’t be sad,” Elliot apologized earnestly.

Sheena remained silent and lowered her gaze, refusing to look at him.

Elliot fetched some tissues from the bedside table and carefully wiped away her tears.

Once Sheena had overcome the initial wave of distress, her expression softened, and she

showed no inclination to hit him.

While Elliot wiped away her tears, he suddenly remembered their shopping plan for

tomorrow.

He hesitantly asked, “Honey, are we really leaving early tomorrow? We talked about going shopping yesterday…”

Sheena stared at him in disbelief.

“The babies are sick, and you’re still thinking about going out to have fun?”

She could not fathom what was going through his mind, finding his priorities unbelievable.

“If you don’t want to go back, I’ll go first, and you can stay in Ardolisia for a few days.”

Elliot was baffled and retorted, “You want to go back alone and leave me in Ardolisia?

Why? Do you want to go back and take care of the babies with Nathaniel?”

Thinking about Nathaniel’s tender conversation with Sheena during the video call, Elliot

chuckled self–deprecatingly.

“You two really look like a loving family of four.”

As if unwilling to accept it, he tightened his grip on Sheena’s arm, his eyes welling up with

tears.

“Nana, what does that make me?”

Sheena stared at him in shock, asking, “You’re the one who doesn’t want to go back, and

now it’s suddenly me wanting to go back and be a family of four with Nathaniel? And Elliot,

I’m your wife. Don’t you think that’s hurtful to say?”

Seeing the pain In Sheena’s eyes, Elliot realized his jealousy was inappropriate given her

current mood.

I spoke out of turn. I didn’t mean anything by it. Please don’t take it to heart.”

Sheena sighed, deciding not to dwell on the topic further.

She spoke earnestly, “Eli, don’t you know children from wealthy families face too much scrutiny? I experienced it myself when I was young, so I’m genuinely afraid for the babies.”

This was her trauma.

Now, with the Jenkins and Lawson families joining forces, they were the richest people in

Froania.

As a result, many eyes were on them, and there were inevitably many competitors in the

business world.

She was afraid someone would target the babies and make them suffer, as she did when

she was abandoned at the orphanage in Farlem.

Elliot remained kneeling, reaching up to caress her cheek. “I understand. I’ll try my best to

be in sync with you from now on, okay?”

Sheena nodded, finally showing a hint of a smile.

Elliot caught sight of the iron hanger on the floor and asked, “Are you still going to hit me,

Honey?”

Sheena had almost forgotten about it and stared at him, asking in return, “Do you still want

to be hit?”

Elliot shook his head, his handsome brows furrowed, resting his head on her lap.

“No, I don’t. Those three hits just now still hurt.”

Sheena sighed. “Lie down on the bed and let me take a look.”

Elliot obediently got up.

They were husband and wife, so there was no need to be awkward. He pulled his pants to

his knees and lazily lay on the bed.

His fair and firm skin had only one bruise on his leg, purple–red in color.

Sheena pressed on his injury, feeling a slight swelling and bruising.

She had not used much force when she hit him. How had it caused such a serious injury?

Besides, it had been long since she hit Elliot so hard.

What had gotten into her tonight?

Why had she been so angry?

“Honey, do you remember the time when I bit you until you bled because of the

clementines?” she asked.

“I remember,” Elliot replied, sensing something amiss in her tone. “What’s wrong?”

Her expression became serious. “I realize that I still struggle to control my emotions.”

Tonight, she had actually hesitated to hit him so hard, but at that moment, it seemed like

she could not control herself and just wanted to vent her anger.

Why was she acting this way?

Was she… sick?