I Became His Sweetheart

Chapter 38 Sheena felt uncomfortable under his gaze, not knowing what he was thinking. Hence, she looked away.

“I'll let you off for what you did before and punish them lightly. Otherwise, | would have handed the evidence over to the authorities, and they would be in trouble.”

Then, she took out the neatly arranged evidence. She took a look at it and said, “However, I'll keep the evidence in case they try to provoke me again. | won't hesitate to use it then.”

Seeing her cunning smirk, Elijah could not help but smile. She was like a clever little fox, deceitful and ruthless.

Sheena noticed he was also smiling and wondered what he was thinking. However, her expression instantly turned cold, and she warned, “You better keep an eye on them and make sure they behave. If they dare to provoke me again, I'll also hold you accountable.”

With that, she left with her bodyguards.

After Sheena left, Elijah walked through the mess to check on Erin. The family doctor had arrived and was examining Erin’s injuries.Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

Faye had calmed down a bit and sat beside Erin’s bed, sobbing softly.

When she saw Elijah enter, she grabbed the hem of his clothes and pointed to Erin’s bruised and swollen knees with sadness in her eyes.

“Look at her! Don’t you feel sorry for her? Erin is the apple of my eye, forever cherished and pampered, but that bitch hurt her! How can Erin bear such humiliation? If you don’t help her, she'll definitely be depressed! Do you really have the heart to watch your sister suffer?”

Faye kept rambling and crying.

As a mother, she knew her son could not stand to see her suffering.

Sheena had been too audacious this time, and Faye felt the need to teach that girl a lesson! She could not let this go!

Elijah remained silent, staring at Erin’s gruesome knee, seemingly lost in thought.

Before coming here, he had asked the servants about the incident with the stolen jewelry, where Faye had intentionally framed Sheena.

Elijah felt a pang of pain in his heart.

So, did Sheena ask for a divorce because she had been unhappy in the Freeman family?

Suddenly, the image of her kneeling in the rain with her petite but stubborn figure flashed in his mind.

Erin’s knee swelled like this after just a short time of kneeling. How swollen were Sheena’s knees that night?

Even so, she never complained to him about any of these things.

“Eli! Are you even listening to what I’m saying?”

Faye shook his arm, interrupting his thoughts.

“Don't forget that your dad entrusted your sister and me to you. Now that he’s gone, you can’t just ignore our well-being because you've gained control of the Freeman family!”

Faye tried to play the victim, resorting to appealing to Elijah’s sense of responsibility and promises, refusing to believe he would still defend Sheena.

Elijah turned to look at her but responded with a different question, “How did you all treat Sheena in the past? Give me a few examples.”

Faye was taken aback, not expecting him to be concerned about that.

“All that happened years ago. You and Sheena are already divorced, so what's the point of bringing them up? Besides, as a mother-in-law, what’s wrong with me teaching her a lesson? Did she complain to you? She’s truly a shameless bitch!”

As she finished speaking, she noticed Elijah’s face darkening completely, so she quickly changed the subject to divert his attention. “My dear Eli, look at the bruises on my arm and the fact that your delicate sister was treated this way. Can you bear to see us being tormented like this?”

“Alright.” Elijah smiled, but his gaze was cold. “I know what to do now.”

Faye felt relieved and tightened her grip on his arm, asking, “Really?”