I Became His Sweetheart by Bright Eyes

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As Elijah walked out, he noticed her walking in completely soaked. Then, he quickly went to the bathroom, grabbed a clean towel, and began to help her dry off.

“Did you forget to bring an umbrella? How did you end up coming back in the rain? The weather has been getting colder lately. Don’t catch a cold. I’ll make you some soup later, okay?”

Sheena remained silent, observing him closely.

She watched him express concern with no signs of embarrassment or hesitation. Moreover, the affection and love in his eyes were unmistakable.

Using affection as a guise to lower her guard, all to save Jennifer.

What a cunning strategy! What a convincing act!

Elijah noticed that the atmosphere around her was becoming increasingly tense, and he asked, ‘ Sheena, what’s wrong?”

Sheena smiled, her gaze, however, exuded a coldness.

“The fallen leaves in the garden are too many. Go clean them up.”

Elijah looked outside. “But it’s raining heavily…”

“Clean them up, and then come inside.” Sheena ignored his words and went upstairs.

her mood tonight was

and she wanted to take it out on

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went to the backyard to grab a broom, starting to sweep away the fallen leaves. Within five minutes of rushing into the rain, he was

leaves fell aggressively, especially

them

the third–floor balcony,

could have rescued her from prison from the beginning. They could have been direct enemies, clashing openly, and she could have accepted his indifference or even hatred toward her.

utterly

the room, and they stood together on the balcony, watching Elijah sweep the fallen leaves in the

Sheena to speak, Ford expressed concern, “Ms. Lawson, Mr. Freeman injured his back yesterday, and this rain is

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and sneered. “Does he look like someone with a

do

not answer, continuing to ask, “When he got injured yesterday, did you see

a moment and admitted, “No, Mr. Freeman called me into the room. When I entered, his wound was already halfway bandaged. It was bleeding, but it shouldn’t… be

it be fake?

rain for another hour. If he still can’t clean everything up,

“Yes, Miss.”

was heavy, blurring one’s