Wait, She’s a Billionaire by Ms. Shadow

Chapter 870

Sheena was utterly exhausted, her voice soft and weary, yet her tone carried an air of authority.

Elliot deflated instantly, surrendering himself to her as he lay on top of her.

Even so, he could not help but test the waters, asking in his magnetic voice, “Honey, how about you sleep for three hours, and at exactly noon, we have another round?”

Sheena remained silent, her waist aching terribly, almost on the verge of giving out.

Fully recovered from his illness and having gone eleven months without being intimate with Sheena, Elliot seemed insatiable, like a starving wolf.

Sheena could not help but regret her choice of such an energetic man as her husband.

Was it too late to throw him out of the window?

Lost in her thoughts, Sheena did not respond to Elliot.

Soon, Elliot’s restless hands under the blanket continued to roam her skin.

“Aren’t you tired at all?”

“Not really. I’m tired but happy. It’s double the pleasure!” Elliot touched her face, caressing her delicate checks.

Sheena gritted her teeth. Her mind was clouded with endless fatigue, unable to feel an ounce of happiness.

To exhaust Elliot’s boundless energy, she had an idea..

“Since you’re not tired, then roll out of bed and do at least five hundred and twenty push–ups,

counting as you go.”

movements froze, asking, “Why five hundred and twenty?”

“Consider it your way of expressing love for

giving me.”

a loss for words.

a little gift for her, Elliot

push–ups were no challenge for

swiftly rolled out of bed, neatly putting on his

positioned his arms on the carpet

from the bed. “Remember

spoke, Elliot effortlessly began

two… three… and so on.

the rhythm of his counting,

roused by Elliot’s counting once more. However, after managing to catch up on some much–needed sleep, she felt refreshed.

headboard, she quietly observed Elliot doing

and

crisp than before, indicating

body was glistening with a thin layer of sweat, and the carpet beneath him was stained

stopped him, asking, “Are

deep breath and smiled

was baffled, wondering why Elliot liked to put on a tough front.

mischievous thought popped into

robe from the coat rack, leaving her fair skin

visible.

Elliot and sat cross–legged on his back, exerting her

over three hundred push–ups, Elliot

on him, he noticeably

meditating, staring at the