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.

“Go to sleep, you’re

look at me and shook his head. “You

I said, trying

me?” I suddenly

Steven fall

Stephany was dead and I had taken her

want to kill me?

old…”

early romance is

Stephie for many years.” He buried his head in my neck, his voice muffled, shy, as if confessing…

and obedient creature voluntarily seeking solace,

emotions. But he wouldn’t sleep,

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I warned him not to overstep.

me with a pitiful

comfort.

even though he was fierce in the fight and in the alley.

you’re uncomfortable. It’s early pregnancy,” I warned

me with a wounded expression,

what he

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