Wait, She’s a Billionaire (Sheena Lawson) novel Chapter 1573

"They must have manipulated him too. He knew nothing and was purely driven by his obsession."

Sheena chuckled softly and added, "Using this supposed amnesia, I also wanted him to give up on me earlier and live his own life peacefully without harboring any thoughts of me. After all, I'm now Mrs. Jenkins."

Mrs. Jenkins…

Her last few words echoed sweetly in Elliot's ears.

"So, when you said you would choose me in the hospital, was that also intentionally said for Nathaniel's sake?"

Sheena cupped his face in her hands, locking eyes with him.

"Looks like you noticed him at the door too, eh?"

He just smiled, his expression casual.

With his alertness, how could he not have noticed Nathaniel at the door?

He just did not want to deal with Nathaniel.

"Nana, why aren't you answering? Was it really said for Nathaniel's sake? Do you… still care about him?"

Elliot could not bring himself to ask if Sheena would not choose him if she were truly amnesic, and Nathaniel found her first.

He did not have the courage to ask the question, nor did he want to bet on her answer.

Sheena gently pinched his cheek.

"It was indeed intentionally said for Nathaniel's benefit, but it also came from the heart. I've chosen you for life, and you're the only husband I'll ever have."

Elliot released her waist, straightening up his posture on the washboard.

Then, he wrapped his arm around the back of her head, his lips meeting hers in a tender kiss.

It was a gentle kiss, filled with longing and affection from the past few days.

Despite being on his knees, he was not submissive. He dominated the kiss with force and assertiveness.

As they kissed, their breaths grew ragged, hearts beating wildly, their passion becoming increasingly overwhelming.

Sheena was almost breathless, pushing against his shoulder to end the kiss, finally breaking their embrace after ten days apart.

Wiping her red lips, she avoided Elliot's intense gaze, reaching for the nearby ruler to change the subject.

"Since I don't have to pretend to have amnesia in front of you, we still need to settle the score for your smoking habit."

Elliot smirked, looking at her affectionately. "Alright."

Sheena steadied her slightly erratic breath, avoiding his seductive gaze.

"You smoked four cigarettes in front of me that day. Come clean. How many have you smoked during this time?"

Elliot pondered momentarily, then countered, "Nana, you're exaggerating. I only smoked three cigarettes that day. The fourth one was barely lit before you threw it away."

Sheena frowned disapprovingly.

"What's the difference between three and four? Are you deliberately splitting hair with me? Do you think finishing three cigarettes in a few hours is impressive?"