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It had been a long time since Sheena had been so cold toward him.

Sheena remained silent.

The incident still left her feeling jittery.

If it had not been for Jacintha informing her in time and if she had not instructed the driver to rush back, running red lights all the way…

If those eighty lashes had truly been administered, she could not bear to imagine what state Elliot

would be in.

Sheena still vividly remembered Stanley’s punishment from before.

Nonetheless, if she had returned even a bit later and Elliot had endured two lashes, it would have still

torn her apart.

Why did he care so little about himself?

Had he forgotten the promises he made to her so quickly?

If she did not teach him a lesson now, he would surely repeat this pattern of hiding his injuries next

time or the time after that!

Sheena pondered seriously, holding his hand as they made their way upstairs.

Elliot felt the chill emanating from her, silently following her into the room.

“Stay right here,” Sheena said as she pointed to the carpet at the foot of the bed.

Though he did not understand her intentions, Elliot obediently stood there and watched her.

Sheena went straight to the bedside table and opened the top drawer.

Seeing her actions, Elliot braced himself for what was to come, lowering his gaze and silently preparing to face her reprimand.

To his surprise, Sheena did not approach him after she retrieved the ruler. Instead, she stood at the head of the bed and rolled up her left sleeve, revealing her delicate, fair wrist.

Her clear, determined eyes suddenly turned fierce as she raised her right hand and swung it toward

the inside of her wrist with a dull thud.

Elliot immediately looked up and noticed her self–harming act, his heart skipping a beat.

“What are you doing?”

He rushed over, snatching the thick ruler from her hand, examining her injury.

Sheena’s skin was fair and thinner than his, and with just one strike of the ruler, a red mark

immediately welled up on her wrist.

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Elliot gently massaged her injury with his fingertips, his eyes reddening with worry,

“Do you even realize what you’re doing? Sheena, you’re pregnant! How could you harm yourself like this? If you’re upset, you can take it out on me. I won’t resist, but you can’t hurt yourself!”

He was truly furious, tears welling up in his eyes, regretting not detecting her actions sooner.

Sheena gazed at him, chuckling softly.

“It’s just a minor smack with a ruler, and you’re this concerned because it’s on me. Elliot, if those lashes had truly landed on you today, I’d be even more heartbroken than you are now! Because those lashes could’ve caused you a lot of harm! The pain of heartache is no less than physical pain. If you really love me, then take care of yourself, and don’t get hurt easily!”

Elliot carried her to sit on the edge of the bed, taking out some ointment for the swelling

As he applied it, he earnestly apologized, “It was wrong of me to try to hide it from you. From now on, I’ll discuss everything with you.”

“I want you to swear on it,” Sheena said in a serious tone.

He immediately raised three fingers, solemnly swearing, “I promise I won’t hide anything from you anymore. I’ll take good care of myself and never get hurt again. I’ll discuss everything with you!”

Sheena stared at him, not entirely satisfied.

“I want you to swear on something more serious. If you fail, then my life is forfeit.

His pupils trembled, staring at her in disbelief.

“Are you out of your mind? Is it necessary to be so harsh on yourself?”

“It’s not harsh. Only then will you truly remember the lesson!”

Elliot was the only one she had now, and Sheena would never allow anything to happen to him again!

Elliot withdrew his three fingers. “It’s impossible. I won’t swear on your or our children’s lives. Never.