Chapter 549
Chapter 549
Sheena gently patted his back without a hint of emotion, soothing him carefully. After comforting him for
a few minutes, she finally asked, “Still feeling unwell?”
The paleness on Elliot’s face persisted, but he pretended to be strong and nodded.
“I’m okay with you by my side.”
Sheena secretly admired his theatrical performance. She helped him lie down at the head of the bed,
propping up a pillow and tucking him in with the blanket.
“We wasted half an hour just now, and you haven’t taken your evening medication. Wait for a moment.
I’ll go get it for you.”
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In less than two minutes, Sheena placed a cup of warm water and the pillbox on the bedside table. She
first closed and locked the door before sitting back by the bedside.
Elliot looked at the pills in disgust.
“Nana, can I have your medicine–feeding service tonight?”
Sheena’s expression remained calm as she handed him the water, questioning, “How do you think you
performed tonight? Do you deserve a reward?”
He instantly lowered his gaze, knowing he was in the wrong.
He would consider himself fortunate if he could escape a beating tonight. It was more realistic for him
to forget about the rewards.
After suppressing his disappointment, he took the cup from Sheena and, in a fit of irritation, swallowed
dozens of pills at once. However, his haste caused him to choke and cough.
Sheena hurriedly patted his back to ease his coughing.
Then, she scolded, “Silly boy, you should’ve swallowed about three pills at a time with water. How do
you expect it not to taste bitter if you take them all at once?”
She took a pack of milk candies from her pocket, a special treat she had bought him that day. After
tearing open the packaging, she picked one, leaving the rest on the bedside table.
After that, she unwrapped the candy and gently placed it in Elliot’s mouth.
“No more mistreating your body like this. If the medicine tastes bitter, just eat a candy. Using cigarettes
to cope is unrealistic and harmful. You mustn’t entertain such thoughts, understand?”
“Yes.”
Elliot, with a candy in his mouth, mumbled a muffled reply. He savored the taste of the candy, finding
it sweet and milky. Moreover, Sheena personally chose this milk candy and fed it to him, making his
heart feel sweet and warm.
While enjoying the candy, Elliot extended his arms toward Sheena, seeking a hug. The usually stern
eyes sparkled innocently. There was no hint of hostility when facing Sheena.
With cheeks puffed due to the candy, he unexpectedly looked a bit cute and vulnerable.
Sheena chuckled and shook her head, gently flicking his forehead. “Even though you’re five years older
than me, you eat milk candies like a three–year–old. Is this candy really that good?”
Elliot nodded.
“Well, let me taste it too.”
She turned around to grab a candy from the bedside table, but Elliot swiftly caught her arm, pulling her
toward him. His lips pressed down, and their tongues entwined.
The sweet, milky fragrance lingered in the air between them.
Elliot smirked. “Is it delicious?”
Sheena, with a sultry smile, replied, “Not bad.”
Her fingertips caressed Elliot’s face again, her smile turning mischievous as she teased, “Now that
we’ve finished the medicine and tasted the candy, should we move on to the next thing?”
Confused, Elliot furrowed his brow, sensing something amiss from her expression.
Sheena, not giving him a chance to react, got up and quickly opened the first drawer of the bedside
table, taking out a ruler.
With a sly smile and a dominating aura, she held the ruler in her right hand, tapping it.
Elliot stared at the item in her hand, his face turning pale, and suddenly, the candy in his mouth did
not taste so sweet anymore.
After going around in circles, he found himself back in a situation where he was about to get punished.
One moment he felt like he was in heaven, and the next, it was a nightmare from hell.
“Nana…” He clutched his palm, feeling quite distressed. “I was wrong…‘
Sheena remained unfazed. “If you know you’re wrong, you should accept the punishment so that you
won’t repeat the same mistake. Now, show me your hand!”