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Caesar could not withstand the force, stumbling backward several steps, his mouth bleeding, and his

cheek was swollen.

Sheena was startled. However, she quickly felt

Builty when she met the man’s furious gaze.

“Eli, what are you doing here?”

Elliot locked eyes with her, scowling, “If I hadn’t come, were you planning to keep it from me?”

“Uh… You’ve got it all wrong. It was just dinner,” Sheena explained, rushing to check on Caesar, “Are you alright?”

Caesar wiped the blood from his mouth, “It hurts a bit, but I’m okay.”

Raised in luxury at home, Caesar had never been punched before. He would never have expected to be hit by Elliot on this overseas trip.

“I’m really sorry about this. I’ll ask Wendy to take you to the nearest hospital, and I’ll cover any medical expenses and damages!”

Caesar declined, “No need, it’s just a minor injury.”

“You should! You’re Laubabwe’s representative and a public figure. It was a misunderstanding caused by Eli. I apologize- Hey, what are you doing!”

Before she could finish speaking, Sheena was lifted off the ground by Elliot, who briskly walked toward the SSC parked on the roadside.

“Eli…”

Sheena clung to his neck, intending to ask him to put her down, but his expression was terrifyingly grim. Clearly, if she did not soothe his temper, there might be some serious destruction at home.

With this realization, Sheena turned back to the still–stunned Caesar and said, “I’m sorry, dinner is off tonight. Let Wendy take care of you, and I’ll treat you to a meal when I have time later!”

In other words, tonight’s not an option, but she would make it up in the future.

Elliot’s chest was blazing with anger.

He coldly turned back to Caesar, teeth clenched as he uttered, “This is Froania, so Laubabwe etiquette won’t work here. If you try to take advantage of my wife again, it won’t be as simple as this next time.”

He narrowed his eyes with these threatening words, emitting a chilling aura.

The black SSC roared angrily on the road, quickly disappearing into the night.

Sheena was carried back to E&S Haven.

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Elliot, with a stern expression, carefully placed her by the bedside. Then, he stood before Sheena, staring at her, his chest still heaving intensely, clearly not having calmed down yet.

Sheena gently tugged at his pant leg, tilting her face up, her voice soft and sweet as she explained, “I know my

limits. What you witnessed when you arrived wasn’t real, Caesar had helped me in

Laubabwe before, so I allowed him to greet me with Laubabwe’s etiquette.”

Elliot snorted, the wrath in his obsidian eyes undiminished.

“He just wanted an excuse to kiss your hand! The way he looked at you was off! It’s obvious he really likes you!” Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Sheena remained silent.

Elliot, trembling with anger, continued, dare to go out for dinner with another man in secret! You even let him casually kiss you!”

Sena, we’re getting married next month! Yet, you

Sheena sighed, “I’ve already told you, it was just dinner! Besides, do you really think I would betray you? Is your trust in me that fragile?”

Now, she was getting a bit angry, her tone becoming more assertive.

Elliot took out his phone and retrieved the chat records, pointing to the messages Sheena sent him, his fingers trembling with rage.

“How am I supposed to believe you? Clearly, you went out to dinner alone with him, yet you claim it was a group outing with both men and women!

“Sheena, you lied to me for someone like Caesar! How could you do this to me?”

As he roared, Elliot’s eyes became teary, not only from fury but also from the profound sense of grievance.