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Wait, She’s a Billionaire by Ms. Shadow

Chapter 849
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Chapter 849

Sheena was slightly annoyed and tapped the edge of the bed, saying, “You can explain yourself again after the

punishment.”

Elliot felt stifled in his chest, pursed his lips, and looked at her with a hint of resentment in his dark

eyes.

Sheena tapped the edge of the bed with the ruler again, her expression cold as she reminded him, Remember

the fifty Gentleman's Rules Noah gave you before? Have you forgotten?”

Elliot remained silent. After much hesitation, he finally extended his left palm.

Sheena shook her head, unsatisfied.

“Both hands.”

“Nana, | have contract signings at work tomorrow.”

If his right hand got injured, he could not write properly.

Sheena remained expressionless, unmoved by his plea, seemingly reminding him in silence that there was no

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room for negotiation.

Elliot was hurt by her gaze and defiantly extended his right hand, offering both hands.

Soon, three harsh strikes landed directly on his palms.

Instantly, deep red welts rose on the thick skin of his palms.

Elliot grimaced in pain, his features tightening, fingertips trembling slightly, as he held his breath, feeling deeply

wounded inside.

Sheena lowered her gaze, her eyes red with tears as she asked, “You've never cared much about the babies

since they were born, Elliot. Do you no longer like me, or do you not like the children I labored so hard to bring

into this world?”

He looked up suddenly, startled by her thoughts.

“How could you think that? It's because I've seen how much you've suffered for the past ten months for the sake

of the babies that | feel distressed. I've always accommodated you.”

“Nana,

you

Elliot bit his lip, his chest feeling extremely uncomfortable, complaining in a hushed voice, feel like ever since we

had the babies, you haven't lovedas much as before. It seems like value them more than me. You even

blamed and punishedthis tbecause of them. It feels like you no longer care about my feelings.”

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Sheena stared at him in shock, unable to help but chuckle.

“Are you jealous of the babies? One-month-old babies can’t take care of themselves, and they need our constant

love and care. What exactly do you think of your children? Are they rivals in love?”

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Elliot lowered his gaze for a moment, speechless.

Sheena then delivered three more strikes with the ruler to his palms, with undiminished force, determined to

teach him a lesson.

He hissed in pain and furrowed his brows, experiencing the sensation of being punished with the

washboard and the ruler all at once for the first time.

His knees and hands hurt, but his heart hurt even more.

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Filled with grievances that had nowhere to go, he felt uncomfortable all over.

“Nana, nothing is more important than you. You're my top priority. But in your heart, the babies have already

surpassed me. You may say I'm unreasonable or making a fuss over nothing, and I'll accept that.”

However, it did not mean he would change anything.

Sheena sighed, softening her tone, “Eli, you don’t understand the hardships of pregnancy. If it weren't for my

love and concern for you, | wouldn't be willing to have children with you. I care for and worry about our two

babies because they are ours. Many unexpected things can happen, especially in high society, and a lot of

children of wealthy families have been kidnapped by business rivals when they were young. Given what

happened with Layla before, | couldn't help but be more cautious. It doesn’t mean | don’t value you anymore.”

Elliot sighed along, whispering, “Nana, do you always feel like someone is going to steal our babies? Is it

postpartum depression?”

Sheena’s expression darkened again, and she raised the ruler once more, delivering three strikes, this time, only

on his left palm.

She answered his question seriously, “Perhaps a little. Despite knowing about postpartum depression, you still

anger me. You deserve a punishment even more!”

but

With that, there was a dull thud as she struck the ruler down again, this twith even more force

than before.