Wait, She’s a Billionaire (Sheena Lawson) novel Chapter 1237

Seeing that the couple was still arguing, Sheena rubbed her temples, annoyed.

"Why don't you two just fight it out? Whoever wins, the other has to listen to them."

A fight?

That was not happening.

Noah sighed and gave Sheena the side eye, saying, "I would never bully Hannah. It'd be her hitting me."

Sheena replied, "Then let her hit you. It was your fault for saying the wrong thing. Let her vent her frustration with a couple of slaps!"

Noah reluctantly obeyed Sheena's suggestion, bending slightly and bringing his face close to Hannah.

"My poor choice of words upset you. Go ahead, hit me."

Hannah stared at his handsome face, reluctant to strike him.

Yet, she would still feel irritated if she did not teach him a lesson…

Grumpily, she pinched Noah's cheek and teased, "Looks like you really need to learn from Mr. Jenkins."

"Yes," Noah obediently agreed.

Hannah's anger subsided slightly as she released her grip on his cheek.

However, the faint red mark left on Noah's fair skin surprised her, and she regretted her action.

"Does it hurt? I didn't apply much force… Why is it red?"

Noah smiled and said, "My skin is just too thin…"

He was about to say it did not hurt, but Elliot suddenly leaned in close and whispered something in his ear.

The words Noah was about to say got stuck in his throat, and he quickly added, "It hurts. It really does."

Feeling sorry for him, Hannah gently massaged his cheek.

Then, following Elliot's instructions, Noah grabbed Hannah's hand and said somewhat stiffly, "The more you rub, the redder it gets. Hannah, if you kiss it, it won't hurt anymore."

Hannah froze.

Behind them, there were plenty of handsome men and beautiful women at the pool.

The men were all eyeing Sheena and Hannah, while the women were focused on Noah and Elliot's physique.

All those eyes staring at them made Elliot feel a bit annoyed.

He adjusted Sheena's towel and said, "Nana, I don't want others to watch when you get in the water. I think it's time to clear the area."

Sheena was taken aback. "This isn't Froania, this is Tunialand. It's their territory, after all. Let's not be too pretentious. We can always go to the smaller pool next to us."

Elliot did not respond. Instead, he took out his phone and quickly typed a message.

"What are you doing? Are you really clearing the area?"

Sheena leaned over to see, but Elliot had just sent the message and turned off the screen.

"I can't even read your message?"

Elliot smiled gently, then decisively carried her and placed her on a lounge chair.