I Became His Sweetheart

Lionel placed Ford, who was still unconscious, on the sofa in the hall. Elijah quietly walked over and sat beside him. Just as he settled, Ford slowly regained consciousness. The first thing he saw when he opened his eyes was Elijah’s emotionless face.

Elijah remarked, “I never thought you’d fall asleep.” Ford was perplexed. “That's impossible!”

With a serious tone, Elijah said, “I came out after talking to my mom, and here you are, asleep. You're the only one here. | waited a full five minutes before you woke up. Imagine if Sheena finds out about this. What would happen? But don’t worry, | won't tell

her. Still groggy, Ford scratched his head.

Elijah did not give him the chance to respond. Instead, he got up and headed outside.

“Let's go. We wasted an extra five minutes because you fell asleep.”

Ford distinctly remembered a male servant coming to talk to him, but he did not pay him any

attention...

Elijah interrupted again, “Hurry up! Sheena won't be pleased if we're late!”

Ford reluctantly followed him to the car. By the time they returned to Ocean Avenue, the sky had turned dark. Elijah stood by the window on the ground floor, looking in.

Howard had left at some point, leaving only Colin and Sheena at the dining table, still drinking.

In the living room, Colin was downing one drink after another, looking intoxicated and somewhat gloomy. “Sheena, they say alcohol helps forget troubles, but why do | feel even worse after drinking so much?”All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

Sheena, with a good tolerance for alcohol, never got drunk. She simply smiled and said, “You can’t trust those sayings. Colin, you've had enough. I'll have Sawyer and Owen send you back.

Colin shook his head, reaching out to touch her hand. “No! Sheena, I’m not drunk! There’s something | want to tell you...”

Sheena calmly withdrew her hand, her expression unchanged as she said, “I’m not interested in whatever you want to say. It’s late. Go home.”

Colin was upset by the rejection. Suddenly, he stood up, swaying as he approached her. Then, he knelt on one knee before her, his expression as serious as ever.

“Sheena, | know you harbor resentment toward me because of Katie. When I return to Svelton, I'll make sure to teach her a lesson. But | genuinely like you. Elijah has hurt you in the past, but | never will. I'll only cherish and care for you. Can you give me a chance to love you?”

Sheena’s face remained indifferent, and she poured herself a glass of red wine, finishing it in one go. As the deep red liquid slid down the edge of her red lips, she casually wiped it away with her hand, maintaining an elegant composure.

Colin was mesmerized by the scene, and he continued, “Sheena, if you're not entirely sure

about your feelings, we can get engaged first, or we can start with dating.”

Elijah, who had just cracked the door open, heard every word. His face turned ashen, and his fists clenched tightly. Did the bastard intentionally send Howard away to create an opportunity for a private confession?

As Sheena prepared to respond, Elijah bent over, clutching his stomach. He pinched his thighs hard, his face suddenly pale, and cold sweat appeared. Then, looking vulnerable, he leaned against the door.

“Nana, my stomach hurts...”