Wait, She’s a Billionaire (Sheena Lawson) novel Chapter 1417

Thanks to Elliot's single comment, the entire Jenkins family was a family of pigs.

The Jenkins estate might as well be a pigpen.

Sheena could not help but stifle a laugh as she quickened her pace, holding onto her two little ones, distancing herself from Elliot.

…

At the dinner table, Sheena still did not speak to Elliot, giving him the cold shoulder.

She wanted him to suffer a little.

After dinner, Elliot obediently washed the dishes and tidied up the kitchen.

Meanwhile, Sheena helped Adora with her preschool crafts in the room.

Asher was bored out of his mind and decided to tackle a set of new math problems nearby.

Two hours later, the pleasant atmosphere of the evening came to an end.

Sheena took the two kids back to the master bedroom, intending for the three of them to sleep together.

Elliot acted casually with one hand in his pocket, pretending everything was normal as he followed them into the room.

However, Sheena kicked him out within minutes, slamming the door shut behind him and leaving him outside.

It was not the first time he had been banished to the study for the night.

Elliot sighed, knocking softly on the door.

"Honey, stop…"

Almost immediately, Sheena's soft and delicate voice sounded.

"This bed is too small, and it's cramped with four people. It's your turn to sleep in the study tonight. We can talk in the morning."

Elliot felt a pang of regret filling his chest.

All this trouble was just because of what he said about Nathaniel during the day.

Moreover, Elliot had personally approved Nathaniel as the children's godfather in the first place.

However, his remaining words were caught in his throat when he saw who was opening the door.

It was not Sheena. It was Adora.

"Daddy, stop nagging. Mommy's tired. Don't disturb her sleep. Save the apology for tomorrow. Tonight, Mommy belongs to me and Asher. Have fun sleeping alone. I mean, I hope you sleep well in the study!"

As Adora spoke, she handed him a pillow.

"Asher asked me to give you your pillow in case you can't sleep in the study. Rest well, sweet dreams, and goodnight!"

Bam!

The door slammed shut with force as Elliot held the pillow in his hand.

The chilly breeze brushed against his face, a reminder of his "exile" to the study.

Elliot stared at the pillow in his hand, feeling helpless and annoyed.

"Asher, Adora, you're such wonderful children. I'll remember this."