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Chapter 782 There was no room for negotiation for this matter. Elliot would not compromise, However, he knew Sheena would not easily relent if she did not achieve her goal. So, he snuggled into Sheena’s arms, playing the sympathy card, whining and complaining.
“I was wrong. There won't be a next time, | promise,” Elliot whimpered.
Sheena glanced down at him, unmoved.
He continued to nuzzle into her, his voice aggrieved, “I didn’t even have the confidence to endure those eighty lashes today. I'm still feeling restless. | need your comfort, Nana.” Sheena remained silent.
He was lucky she had not beaten him up yet, and now he wanted comfort? “Nana, | don’t want you to worry, so | won't get hurt again, | promise! But if you askto swear by risking your life, it’s like asking for my own death. | just escaped a disaster in the hall. Can't you let this slide and comfort me?” Elliot pleaded with teary eyes, softly and gently inching closer to her lips, kissing her.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSeeing her not refuse, he boldly pulled back the covers, treating her like a treasure, gently tucking her into bed and joining her under the covers.
The next day, Sheena was awakened by the ringing phone on the bedside table.
She groggily reached for it and glanced at the screen, seeing an unfamiliar number.
Assuming it was a wrong number, she ignored it and put the phone back.
Half a minute later, she received a text from the sunknown number.
[Sheena, my return banquet is in two days. Today, I'm >] to MC to select my outfit for that day. Will you come?] Reading this message, Sheena instantly woke up from her drowsiness, stafing at the text. Though there was no signature, she knew without a doubt that it was Sheila.
Another half minute passed, and another text message arrived from the snumber.
[I know you've been asking aboutlately. Why don’t you askin person? I'll definitely tell you.] [Howard will be withtoo. | hope you can cand helpchoose the outfit!] Sheena read these three messages over and over, a cold smile playing at the corner of her mouth.
She could not refuse such a generous invitation and made a simple reply.
[Of course.] Elliot was still asleep, and Sheena did not want to wake him.
Chapter 782 2/2 She gently kissed his forehead, got out of bed quietly, and went to freshen up before leaving the house.
An hour later, she arrived at MC, the most upscale custom luxury dress shop in Svelton.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHoward was lounging on the leather sofa inside the store, casually eyeing Sheila across from him.
Sheila was being led by a sales assistant, picking out dresses.
Suddenly, he caught sight of a familiar figure entering from the doorway, and as his gaze swept over, he abruptly stood up.
“Nana, what are you doing here?” Sheena smiled, but the smile did not quite reach her eyes.
“Sheila personally invitedover. It’s her big day in two days; how could | refuse?” Howard looked at her with concern, discreetly signaling her with his eyes, saying, “You're pregnant. There's no need for you to be here. It’s too tiring. Go back.’ Sheena remained unmoved by his gestures.
Just then, Sheila, who was in the dressing room, heard the commotion and immediately cout, warmly grabbing Sheena’s wrist.
“Sheena, you finally came! | saw several dresses | liked just now but couldn’t decide. Chelp choose.” As she led Sheena inside, she glanced at Howard.
“Howard, don’t worry, we're just picking out a couple of dresses. It won't tire Sheena out.
Howard watched their retreating figures. Remembering Sheena’s cold demeanor just now, he sighed and inwardly and walked to the front desk, discreetly asking for pen paper.