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,

start liking me?” I suddenly felt

fall for

ever found out that Stephany was dead and I had taken her place, would he go crazy?

want to kill

eight years old…”

This genius‘ early romance is

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

warm and obedient creature voluntarily seeking solace, is perilous, yet

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

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warned him not to overstep.

me with

comfort.

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

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

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

could guess what he

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