Chapter 902


    “I was thinking, we haven’t had a fight in a long time.”


    “Huh?” Elliot stared at her strangely. “Isn’t that a good thing? Do you want us to argue non–stop?”


    Sheena chuckled. “People say an asional argument spices up life. It just feels


    when we never fight.”


    ange


    He raised an eyebrow, his lips curving mischievously. “So, do you want to try picking a fight today?


    Release some pent–up frustration.”


    “How should we fight?”


    Immediately, Elliot’s expression turned serious and stern. “Sheena, you’ve been


    increasingly disregarding metely. As your husband, is it wrong to want to sleep with you? You even


    restrict our sex life. That’s just heartless and cruel!”


    Sheena furrowed her brows and suddenly grabbed his ear.


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    “Ouch, that hurts! Please have mercy, honey!”


    Unmoved, Sheena’s anger began to rise.


    “Elliot, are you deliberately picking a fight? using me of not being intimate with you?”


    His features tightened, looking particrly aggrieved. “I was just demonstrating. How could I possibly


    hold any grudges against you?”


    Sheena snorted.


    She saw right through his little scheme.


    “Just now, you called me ‘Sheena‘ in such a stern tone. Let’s go upstairs for your punishment.


    Elliot’s face turned pale.


    He had thought he was clever, but he had dug himself into a hole!


    “Honey…” His voice trailed off with a hint of coyness.


    “What is it?”


    Elliot wrapped his arms around her waist, burying his face in her neck, and took a deep


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    breath.


    “Please, be gentle.”


    Sheena stifled augh, rubbing the back of his head.


    “I’ll make sure to make you feelfortable, experiencing double pleasure.”


    She grabbed his expensive tie, wrapping it around her hand a few times, and pulled him up eagerly.


    “Let’s go. It’s time for your punishment.”


    Elliot allowed himself to be led by her dominantly, willingly indulging in her


    intoxicatingly sweet poison,


    At noon, Elliot and Sheena enjoyed a little rendezvous that led to an unstoppable cascade of passion.


    By mid–afternoon, Sheena calmly began attending to important matters, sending out. invitations for the


    tea party scheduled at the Diamond ss Level of the Sky Garden


    Hotel.


    Howard returned to the Lawson residence in Mountville.


    It had been a long time since he had been back since Albert’s passing, mostly staying at their other


    properties outside.


    It had also been quite a while since he had seen Corey, but he had not expected to meet him by the


    bedside in such a situation.


    Barbara led him in, exining along the way, “Corey stayed up all night reciting the scriptures. His


    rheumatism has worsened, and whenever it rains or the weather changes, his knees ache, making it


    hard for him to walk, and his voice hasn’t fully recovered.”


    Howard sighed, feeling a pang of sympathy.


    “Ultimately, everything that happened before was She’s doing. While Corey may have been at fault,


    Nana didn’t intend to be too hard on him. There’s no need for him to


    torture himself like this.”


    Barbara sighed deeply, sadness evident in her eyes. “Forget it. It’s all in the past. There’s no need to


    bring it up again.”


    Howard nodded, following her upstairs, but then he remembered something about


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    She.


    “Has Corey found She yet? How’s the search going? Any news on her?”