Revenge After Death

Chapter 219

Once we got back home, I managed to coax Steven to go to bed first.

It seemed that after experiencing being well taken care of, Steven wanted to experience it again. He kept pretending to feel ill and said that he had a fever, sore hands, and sore feet. He even

asked that I bathe him.

I hoped he could just be honest. Bathing Steven was really troublesome, especially since he took

advantage of the situation.

Steven had stripped himself naked earlier and ended up soaking me as well,

“Steven Lincoln!” I gritted my teeth after yelling. I was soaked from head to toe.

“Stephie, your clothes are all wet. Come on, let’s just bathe together,” Steven said, looking innocent. He was seriously trying to unbutton my shirt.

I slapped his hand away and took a deep breath.

I tried to console myself. I kept telling myself that there was no way around this. Steven was my husband, after all. I repeated this mantra in my head. It was my fault for spoiling him so

“Stephie…”

My phone rang at that moment. To avoid getting it wet, I placed it in a small crook on the inside of

the bathtub.

Steven reached out to help me grab the phone. But when he saw that it was Michael calling, hist face darkened and his grip loosened as well.

I watched helplessly as my phone fell into the bathtub. It seemed to struggle to stay on for a few seconds before shutting off completely.

I took a deep breath and felt anger rise within me.

been blocked. I was certain that Steven

who did it.

going to get mad at me for not holding your phone firmly enough, are you?” Steven

his face.

not as dark as before

like a naughty child

of me was instantly put out by his expression. I had to admit that

you’ve ruined. Don’t touch my phone next time,” I said through clenched teeth

turned red–rimmed. “Is your phone that much

know what led him to that

the bathtub. However, he grabbed my wrist and

I fell on top of him

instant. But the raging flame was swiftly extinguished by

and

muscles. There were water droplets all over his perfect body, which made him resemble a merman that had just

a bath together

as he held me in his

but the water made

in the bathroom changed.

I could only bite down on

put

He did not move to push me away,

a fight.

you’re mad, huh?” he said softly. Suddenly, he flipped over to pin me

the bathtub.

breath instinctively as Steven pressed me deeper into the

as clueless as he appeared. Someone

Steven