Revenge After Death

Chapter 93

“Stephie…” Steven seemed to be restraining himself as he lowered his head to kiss my neck.

I wanted to avoid it, but there was nowhere to hide.

“We are husband and wife…” It was like he was telling me, reaffirming our relationship, yet also reminding himself.

I felt he was a bit of a lunatic. It’s hard to change his thoughts. I could only slowly influence him.

“Let’s sleep, you’re delirious from the fever…” I tried to coax him to sleep, but he remained indifferent. He held onto my hands and gazed into my eyes.

“Stephie…” he called my name.

“I like you,” he confessed.

My heart skipped a beat. Since being reincarnated, my thoughts had always been on the murderer.

I just wanted to find out the murderer and seek revenge on Michael and Yasmin.

Toward Steven, I felt more pity, wariness, and suspicion. I won’t fall in love again.

Besides, Steven was confessing to Stephany, not me, Stephanie.

Actually, I envy Stephany. She could make someone so infatuated despite their foolishness.

murmured softly. “Go to

look at me and

I said, trying to reassure

start liking me?” I suddenly

did Steven fall for Stephany?

found out that Stephany was dead and I had

want to

eight years old…” Steven

early romance is quite

his head in my neck, his voice muffled, shy, as

sensation of his, similar to a warm and obedient creature voluntarily seeking solace, is perilous, yet it

I said with mixed emotions. But he wouldn’t sleep,

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pregnant…” I warned him

me with a

comfort.

gaze… it’s heartbreaking, even

early pregnancy,” I warned him, gesturing for him not. to

with a wounded expression, refusing

guess what he wanted to

blushing from his nuzzling. But he didn’t listen, tightening his