Wait She s a Billionaire ( Sheena Lawson ) Chapter 684

Chapter 684

Two crisp slaps echoed loudly in the room.

Nathaniel was jolted awake, finally releasing her robe from his grip as he sat up on the sofa.

Rubbing his throbbing head and stinging cheeks, he looked up at Sheena, still in a daze.

“Nana?”

Sheena raised her chin coldly, her eyes fixed on him without a hint of sympathy.

“You barged into my place in the middle of the night and disturbed my sleep! Now that you’re awake, get out!”

Nathaniel lowered his head, seemingly ignoring her words. Suddenly, he started sobbing softly.

His tear–filled, helpless blue eyes met Sheena’s gaze, and his face bore the imprints of her slaps.

Sheena observed his tearful display without a flicker of emotion.

“Stop pretending! Just leave. Your stench fills the air, and no air freshener can mask it!”

With a hint of disgust in her eyes, she turned to leave, but Nathaniel grabbed onto her robe again.

“Nana, do you remember seven years ago? In spring, I took you to the field for horse racing. In summer, I jumped into the pond to pick lotus flowers for you. In autumn, I taught you archery and target shooting. In winter, we built snowmen and had snowball fights. Back then, we were carefree…”

Sheena halted but did not turn around.

Nathaniel seemed to be lost in his wonderful memories, and his tears intensified.

“I’m a bastard child. My dad tried to hide my identity, but I have many half- siblings in the Nicholls family, and I had no status there. Dad was too busy to care, and I had to endure the bullying alone. I understood from a young age that if I wanted something, I had to fight for it! To be worthy of your status as the heiress of a wealthy family, I chose to leave you temporarily and join the Special Investigation Department.”

He continued in a sobbing mess, “The training days were tough, incredibly tough! But as long as I thought of you, I could endure it. I always believed that if

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you waited a bit longer, a few more years, I would return after rising to the top of the Special Investigation Department, and we could finally get married once I returned, but…”

Nathaniel’s voice choked, and he cried uncontrollably.

For years, he had silently borne all the pain alone, never displaying such heartbreak in front of others.

“But I never expected you to encounter trouble the next year and end up in Farlem, even falling in love with Elliot! I regret it so much! I regret not holding onto you tighter back then! Why did I let go!”

Countless images of bygone days flashed before Sheena’s eyes.

Sheena sighed silently.

“Once you missed the chance, it’s gone. There’s no way to go back. Life is about moving forward, yet you willingly got stuck in a dead–end, refusing to see things differently.”

She stood quietly in place, listening to him pour out his feelings.

“Didn’t Elliot miss the chance at first? Why can you forgive him but not me?

“The image of you flirting with him and treating him with love is an image I can’t forget in my entire life! I truly hated that the man sitting in your lap was not me! I was insanely jealous! That’s why I arranged for someone to splash the S404 biochemical agent, naively thinking that if he died, you might turn back and look at me again.”

He paused to take a breather, then continued, “However, I never expected him to be the head of the National Investigation Bureau. With Professor Y’s help, he even managed to survive for another six months! I never expected it would make you love him even more, with your heart and eyes only on him…”

As he spoke of these incidents, Sheena’s hatred surged again.

She coldly pushed away his hand that was holding her robe.

“You’re drunk! The servant will bring you a hangover tea later. Once you’ve had it, let Jamie take you back to Alzer Palace. I’m tired. I’m going upstairs to sleep.”

She walked away without looking back.

Just as she reached the staircase, Nathaniel’s desperate, low howl reached her

ears.

“Nana, what do you want me to do to get another chance? If I were like Elliot, willing to risk my life for you, would you spare me a glance?”