Chapter 1571
Sheena hid the slight smile at the corner of her mouth and gestured toward the washboard on the floor.
"Is this for me to kneel on?"
"No."
Elliot swiftly removed his dark gray coat and tossed it behind him onto the coat rack in the corner.
His crisp white shirt hugged his waist perfectly, accentuating his flawless figure.
Without hesitation, he placed the ruler in Sheena's hand and knelt steadily on the washboard.
His brows furrowed momentarily but soon relaxed as he gazed up at Sheena.
"It's me who kneels to you."
There was no other living person he would kneel to besides Sheena.
Sheena was taken aback by his decisiveness.
She pulled him up, saying, "What's with the sudden gesture? This is unnecessary. Aren't your knees in pain? Get up."
Elliot shook his head, his long lashes veiling the remorse in his eyes.
"I made a mistake."
"What mistake?"
"I shouldn't have lost you. I shouldn't have intentionally provoked you by smoking…"
Sheena sighed.
The inciden

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