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 his

I said,

did you start liking me?” I suddenly felt curious.

fall for

was dead and I had taken

to kill

eight years old…” Steven answered seriously.

years old? This genius‘ early romance is quite

for many years.” He buried his head in my neck, his voice muffled, shy,

obedient creature voluntarily seeking solace, is

sleep,” I said with mixed emotions. But he

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I warned him

me with a pitiful

comfort.

it’s heartbreaking, even though he was

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

up, looking at me with a wounded expression, refusing to get

guess what he wanted

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