Wait, She’s a Billionaire by Ms. Shadow

Chapter 395

Howard, seeing her crying so heartbrokenly, could not hold back his own tears.

He held Sheena tightly and comforted her, “Nana, calm down a bit. This isn’t your fault. Don’t burden yourself with all the responsibility. If you keep tormenting yourself like this, your body will collapse.”

Sheena clutched his sleeve tightly, her mind filled with the nightmare from the day before the incident. Elijah was covered in blood, kneeling in despair in the flames.

She could not absorb Howard’s words. Her tears seemed unstoppable.

“Howard, I always thought he hijacked the plane to kill me. That’s why I justified hating him and torturing him. I couldn’t listen to any explanations from him. His past actions toward me were just neglect and sarcasm, but the abuse I inflicted on him was real. It’s all my fault. I killed him, and it’s all my fault…”

Howard lifted her tear–streaked face, gently reminding her repeatedly, “No, Nana, you’re not to blame. You didn’t kill him. It was his choice. He’s gone, but your life goes on. Don’t let yourself suffer anymore!”

“But, Howard…”

She tucked herself into Howard’s embrace, crying incoherently.

“I tried to numb myself too. I drank so much, trying to forget these things, trying

to regain my sanity, but I couldn’t do it! The more I drank, the more sober I

and all I could think of was him injured and

rapid, and

“Nana!”

to get a doctor. Then, he carried her out of

around, changing Sheena’s clothes and cleaning her body was inconvenient. Hence, Howard had John drive to

the feverish and unconscious Sheena,

arrived, he administered a fever–reducing injection, but Sheena’s body was too weak. After three days of drinking alcohol with

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stomach, her stomach

bags of IV drip, and

a group of people working tirelessly for the next 48 hours, the weak

was pounding, and the first word she

“Elijah…”

heard it. He sighed softly while blowing on Auntie Gloria’s freshly prepared chicken

that you’ll encounter someone even

to refute, but she could not make a sound.

were practical in

sacrifice their lives for

she would never meet another man

clutched her chest forcefully as her