Chapter 871

The hit was not too forceful, but enough to make a point. Sheena stared at his profile, arching an eyebrow, and lightly chuckling. "Who's really tormenting whom here? You promised five hundred and twenty push-ups as a gift, Eli. Are you going back on your word?" With another smack, she urged, "Come on, keep going. You promised." Despite his trembling arms, Elliot gritted his teeth and repositioned himself into a standard push-up stance. Once again, Sheena's voice came from behind him. "Three hundred and fifty-seven. Keep it up." Elliot instantly understood. She had indeed kept count, and she was just messing with him. What a mischievous woman. He shook his head in resignation. What else could he do? He had to give in to Sheena, whom he had worked so hard to win back. "Three hundred and fifty-eight," he counted, his husky voice echoing from the bedroom in the early morning. As Freida passed by, she occasionally glanced suspiciously at the closed door, lingeri