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Chapter 435
“You’re even prepared for a beating! Elliot, did you think I wouldn’t dare touch you with your elevated status now?” Sheena lifted the whip, her gaze piercing as she confronted him.
Elliot raised his face, his eyes reddened with a hint of grievance. “When I’m in front of you, I’m not the head of the Jenkins Group or the heir of the Jenkins family. If I upset you, getting a beating from
you is only fair.”
Sheena could not help but notice that his acting had improved a lot from the night before.
“Well, letfulfill your wish then!” She raised the whip high, her eyes filled with fierceness.
There was a temptation to beat him until he was bloodied, unable to get up, and crying out for mercy. However, when Sheena actually struck, she somehow held back, applying only half of her strength and delivering two lashes that landed on his left arm.
“Does it hurt?” Sheena asked, her gaze icy.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtElliot’s eyebrows gently furrowed, and he controlled the tremor in his entire arm to the smallest extent. He quietly took a deep breath and said with a slight smile, “Not at all.”
That was a blatant lie!
Although Sheena did not use all of her strength, it was enough to cause sswelling. The thorns on the whip had torn Elliot’s shirt, revealing two shocking bloodstains on the white fabric.”
Sheena realized something was wrong and lowered her head to examine the whip.
It was roughly woven, with many upturned thorns. No wonder it had pierced the skin even with
minimal force.
Now, the thorns were stained with his blood.
Sheena’s heart ached when she saw the blood droplets. However, her anger quickly overwhelmed any
other emotions.
She could not believe that he would go to such lengths for this act!
She used the whip to gently lift his chin, her lips curling in a cold, mocking smile.
“Playing tricks, setting traps, acting out a drama to makefeel pity. Elliot, you’ve really outdone yourself! Did you enjoy manipulatingand having everyone applaud your performance?”
Elliot looked even more aggrieved. “I didn’t mean to manipulate you. Deceiving you and hurting your feelings was my mistake, and I accept the punishment. But after you’re done punishingand your anger subsides, can you listen to my explanation?”
Sheena narrowed her eyes, her tone cruel. “Sure! Let’s see if you still have the energy the punishment!”
to argue
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Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmElliot closed his eyes, clenching his teeth, obediently awaiting his punishment.
Sheena raised the whip once again, but her hand trembled as she gripped the handle.
After a long pause, the cracking sound of the whip cutting through the air never sounded again.
Knowing how terrifying the whip was, Sheena could not bring herself to strike a third time.
She had lost.
Even though she had been genuinely furious upon discovering Elliot’s deceit, which had tormented her for the past six months, she could not go through with the harsh punishment she had wished. She was furious, even to the point of wanting him dead at times.
Yet, when it cdown to using the whip, she could not bring herself to do it.
She could not bear to cause him serious harm…
Sheena admitted defeat to Elliot’s staged performance.
She was overwhelmed with a strong sense of displeasure at being manipulated by Elliot. She vented her frustration by swinging the whip in the air several times. The loud cracks echoed, making Lionel and John, who were standing outside the mansion, shudder.
Having lashed out on the floor, Sheena tossed the whip aside. Without a glance at the still-kneeling Elliot, she turned and opened the door, fleeing as if escaping.
She left without uttering a word.
As she emerged from the mansion, Lionel, caught off guard by her swift exit, was still holding the hemostatic ointment and bandages. By the the remembered to hide them behind his back, it was already too late. Sheena had seen everything clearly.