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.

I murmured softly. “Go to sleep, you’re hurting me.

at me and shook

really do,” I said, trying to reassure him.

you start liking me?” I

did Steven fall for

was dead and I had taken her place, would he

want to kill

old…” Steven

old? This genius‘ early romance is

He buried his head in my neck, his voice

similar to a warm and obedient creature voluntarily seeking solace, is perilous, yet it strangely brings a sense of

let’s sleep,” I said with mixed emotions. But he wouldn’t sleep, just kept shifting around.

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him not to overstep.

up at me with a pitiful expression, his big

comfort.

truly be switching between dual personalities? That gaze… it’s heartbreaking, even though he was fierce

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

a wounded expression, refusing

he wanted to do.

nuzzling. But he didn’t