Chapter 422

Elliot's spine stiffened, and he dared not move. He could not fathom what surprising act Sheena might perform next! Would it be a slap to his face or a kick to his waist? Under his skeptical gaze, Sheena gently embraced his firm waist. Her gaze shifted downward, and she unexpectedly noticed the bloodstain near the collar of his shirt. Her eyes gradually filled with concern, asking, "Why do you always get hurt in my dreams? Who dares to harm you? I'll make sure to get rid of them!" The tender gaze in Sheena's eyes instantly eased Elliot's recent grievances. Even though he realized she might be mistaking him for someone else, he softly reassured her, "I'm fine. It doesn't hurt." However, Sheena's lips curved downwards, obviously upset. "But I feel hurt." With these words, she leaned in and gently kissed the shallow wound on his clavicle, akin to a little cat comforting an injured companion. In stark contrast to her recent violent outburst, this moment was incredibly