Wait, She’s a Billionaire (Sheena Lawson) novel Chapter 1272

Sheena suddenly felt melancholic as she recalled the events from a year ago, but she did not say anything about it.

…

The next day, Elliot woke up early.

Perhaps it was because Sheena would accompany him to visit the Freeman family, but he had not slept much all night.

He could not tell if he was excited or nervous.

After changing into his suit, he sat on the edge of the bed, gazing out at the towering buildings outside, lost in thought.

Sheena woke up to this scene.

The man sat upright, his back turned to her, deep in contemplation.

Even in his daze, he appeared dignified and charming.

Sheena's hand lightly slipped into Elliot's dark suit jacket from behind, hooking onto the belt at his waist and tugging at it.

"What are you thinking? Something on your mind?"

Elliot turned in response, bending down to cup her face in his hands and kissing her soft pink lips.

As if unsatisfied with the kisses, he boldly marked his territory, planting kisses on her forehead, chin, eyes…

Sheena was almost overwhelmed by his relentless kisses, her palm pressing against his face to catch her breath.

"What's gotten into you? Why are you so passionate all of a sudden? It's making me uncomfortable… You're acting like we're about to part ways."

Elliot held her tightly in his arms, nuzzling against her neck.

"We won't part, never. I just remember when I first met you in Svelton, and you still recognized me even though I was wearing a mask. I was just overwhelmed with emotions."

Sheena patted his back, whispering earnestly, "Because you've always been in my heart, only you. I've never forgotten you."

She had once deluded herself into thinking she could let go of this relationship.

"But I don't want to tell you. Nana, you and Elijah are divorced, and the marriage was also done with a fake identity. You have no connection with the Freeman family anymore, so you don't need to know."

Sheena frowned.

Perhaps curiosity got the better of her, but the more Elliot avoided the matter, the more interested she became.

What kind of secret could keep Elliot awake all night, sitting up in bed and staring out the window?

And why the sudden burst of affectionate kisses?

Just as she was pondering, Elliot straightened up, his handsome face leaving her neck.

"Let's go, Honey. Get ready, and we'll head to the Freeman mansion in half an hour."

Sheena did not ask further, nodding in agreement and heading to the bathroom to freshen up.

Regardless of whatever secret Elliot was holding, a visit to the Freeman mansion might shed some light on her suspicions.