I Became His Sweetheart by Bright Eyes

Chapter 210

Watching Sheena’s figure gradually disappear into the staircase, Elijah suddenly emanated a strong sense of hostility. Thinking about his plan to find out Sheena’s identity tonight, he glanced at the fruit knife on the coffee table.

Around 3 a.m., the entire mansion seemed to have fallen asleep. After all, it was a time when people were in the midst of a deep sleep.

Rays of silvery–gray moonlight shone through the windows and onto the man asleep in bed. However, he suddenly opened his eyes, and his deep eyes were devoid of any sleepiness.

The man sat up quietly and grabbed the fruit knife from the basket on the coffee table. Then, he ascended to the third floor.

That night, Sheena slept restlessly. She could not shake the feeling that something was lurking in the shadows, watching her, and it persisted for a long time.

This feeling…

Why did it feel so similar to the night before the divorce?

Realizing something, Sheena abruptly opened her eyes, and a gust of wind suddenly rushed to her ears. Almost instinctively, she tightly grasped the blade of the knife. The blade cut her palm, and crimson blood dripped onto the bed sheet.

Ignoring the pain, she swiftly sat up. Her empty left hand estimated the distance to the man, delivering a swift and fierce slap.

“Argh…”

on the man’s face. He grunted and tumbled

guess, Sheena knew that no one else in the mansion dared to wield a knife against her besides this man. Then, she tossed

expected, it was

a death wish? With your current strength,

of his mouth. When he looked up, he immediately noticed the bloodstained bed sheet and the fresh blood on Sheena’s hand.

out of her mind?

use her hand to

twinge of guilt and remained

him. “What are you staring at? Go get the first aid kit!”

floor and went downstairs to fetch

he stepped out of the room, he realized that

Although Sheena reacted promptly, it was not quick enough.

to retaliate, he would have immediately given a secret signal to alert Leon and the others waiting outside. If

that foolish

a spy, and her series of retaliations against the

more guilty. He put his hand to his lips and made a bird