Wait, She’s a Billionaire by Ms. Shadow

Chapter 1027

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Chapter 1027 “High fever?” Sheena gasped, her expression instantly grave as she turned to leave. “We need to buy plane tickets and go back himmediately.” “Honey, hold on a moment,” Elliot said, gripping her wrist with a composed tone.

“It’s late night in Froania right now, and we didn’t arrange for a private jet this time. There might not be flights available tonight, and even if there are, it’s a more than 20-hour flight back home.” Sheena glared at him, retorting, “So, we just sit around and do nothing? Elliot, our babies are sick, and you're not worried at all?” She shook off his hand and strode out in her high heels.

Elliot sighed heavily, quickly catching up.

“I admit, | was wrong. I'm worried too, but the journey back is too long. I've already called. Nathaniel and Lionel, and they're arranging for a pediatrician from the Jenkins family’s medical team to take care of the babies.” Walking alongside Sheena, Elliot continued to explain, “Nathaniel promised to look after the babies, ensuring they take their antipyretic medication and get the necessary treatment. You can trust him.” Sheena remained silent, her cold demeanor indicating her current displeasure, a sign of ant impending storm.

Elliot gulped, following her closely, racking his brain to cup with explanations.

Honey, it's normal for babies to experience sbumps along the road of growing up, like catching a fever or getting minor illnesses...” Sheena stopped in her tracks, casting a chilling glance back at him.

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Sensing the impending doom, Elliot obediently stayed silent and followed her.

They returned to the hotel in silence.

Sheena was glued to her phone the entire time, searching for flights.

The flight tickets back to Froania that night was sold out, leaving them with no choice but to take the earliest flight the next day, which would land them in Froania in the early moming hours.

Sheena’s heart ached when she thought about their babies suffering with such a high fever at such a young age.

She wished she could fly back immediately to be with their precious.

little ones.

Upon returning to their room, Sheena began packing her luggage.

She had bought the earliest flight for the next day, at 6 a.m.

Since she would not have enough tin the morning, she needed to sort out unnecessary items now to save tthe next day. The presidential suite was filled with a heavy atmosphere.

Elliot stood quietly for a moment, seeing Sheena completely ignoring him, making him. uncomfortable. He approached her and started helping her pack.

However, as soon as he crouched to pack the suitcase, Sheena turned and left.

“Nana? “Honey...” No response.

He felt suffocated.

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On the plane to Ardolisia, Sheena had made it clear that she would not let him off lightly if anything happened to their babies.

Nonetheless, he would prefer her to hit him a few times to release her anger rather than give him the cold shoulder.

While Elliot was deep in his thoughts, he heard footsteps approaching.

He looked up to see Sheena holding a clothes hanger, looking terrifying.

“Honey!” Elliot quickly got up, stepping back nervously.

Sheena approached with the ‘weapon’ in her hand, her imposing aura making him retreat to the corner of the room.

The tall and muscular man now seemed vulnerable and helpless.

“Honey, let’s talk things out. We shouldn't resort to violence, and this clothes hanger you're holding is made of iron. Do you really want to break my legs?” Chapter 102T The other end of the clothes hanger was firmly pressed against his chest.

“Elliot, is this how you admit your mistakes?” “I-I'm sorry,” Elliot stammered, raising his hands in surrender. “Yes, | was wrong.” “What did you do?” Elliot stayed silent, contemplating.

Sheena’s eyes filled with disappointment and disbelief as he stared at him.

“If you had stayed hand taken care of the babies like you were supposed to, Asher and Adora wouldn't have been taken to the garden by Jacintha and Auntie Freida, and they, wouldn't have gotten sick. This matter was entirely avoidable.”

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