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 hurting

me and shook

really do,” I said, trying

me?” I suddenly felt curious.

Steven fall

and I had

want to

old…” Steven answered seriously.

years old? This genius‘ early romance is

his head in my

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

mixed emotions. But he wouldn’t sleep, just kept shifting around.

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him not

me with a pitiful expression, his big eyes pleading for

comfort.

it’s heartbreaking, even though he was fierce in the

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

eyes welled up, looking at me with a wounded

what he wanted to

I gritted my teeth, blushing from his nuzzling. But he didn’t