Chapter 137

“You’re lucky you weren’t beaten to death. You must have a death wish to dare to provoke a mentally ill person with aggressive tendencies,” the officer reprimanded the man sternly. The man seemed visibly terrified and stopped shouting.

Ewan looked at Steven and respectfully said, “Mr. Lincoln, it’s time to

Steven reached for my hand, whispering, “Stephie, let’s go home.” However, I couldn’t understand why I felt inexplicably annoyed.

go home.”

At the door, the girl’s family arrived to pick her up, and their well–off appearance put me at

ease.

“Goodbye, Miss, Mister. Until next time.” The girl waved. The man who came to pick her up looked authoritative and respectable.

“Thank you both for this,” the man said politely.

“You’re welcome,” I replied with a polite smile.

Steven looked at him warily and shielded me behind him.

The man glanced at Steven with a smile. “Well, I won’t disturb you any longer.” But Steven still seemed protective even when everyone was gone.

Sighing, I ushered him into the car.

Steven fell asleep against

gazing at Steven, feeling a bit lost in thought.

the fright. Mr. Lincoln rarely has episodes unless

After giving Steven cold medicine and helping him sleep, I finally breathed a

Steven?” I asked as we

was the year the Lincoln family found

curious about what

with a hint of nostalgia. “But being too

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high

a

gently asked, “When

he went through a traumatic experience,” Ewan mentioned, leading me to a r small attic room filled with Steve’s memorabilia–including

stood frozen in the room filled with his

but his affection was tempered,” Ewan explained. He pointed out each item.

at the young man in the photos, I suddenly felt

all felt so familiar.

photos had a radiant smile. At that time, Steve was

flawless.

his trophy, he definitely stood

double degree?” Glancing at Steven’s certificate, I was momentarily surprised,

that he had finished

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