Vengeance With My White Knight by Maya Kensington

Chapter 199

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Stephanie’s mind was a whirlwind of emotions. She couldn’t even find words for Macro anymore and thought. Isn’t his leg still injured? How could he be so reckless?‘

But Macro wasn’t done yet. Ignoring the murderous looks from both Stephanie and Sebastian, he continued, “Since you’re always getting Stephanie hurt, be careful, or she might not want to stay with you anymore.”

Stephanie sighed inwardly. She had long given up on expecting any emotional intelligence from Macro.

Sebastian’s eyes narrowed slightly, and he beckoned to a waiter nearby. The waiter approached respectfully. “Sir?”

Stephanie was speechless. Clearly, all the stuff here worked for Sebastian.

“He’ll take you to your room,” Sebastian said, giving her hand a gentle squeeze.

“Okay.” Stephanie nodded and stood up obediently, ready to follow the waiter away.

Macro’s eyes widened in alarm, and he blurted out, “Hey, hold on! You can’t just leave.”

If she walked away now, he’d be toast. After a few close calls, he knew exactly what Sebastian was capable of–especially when he was left alone with him.

But it seemed like his mouth had a mind of its own, always getting him into trouble before his brain could catch up.

Stephanie glanced back at Macro, her eyes softening with a hint of sympathy. “I really need to get some sleep.” She felt like she’d been run through a wringer, her body aching from the endless demands of the past few days.

“Wait, seriously?” Macro’s eyes narrowed in confusion. “You slept the whole flight. Are you saying he’s still pushing you too hard? Doesn’t he care that you’re hurt?” Macro said.

Stephanie paused, thinking, ‘Macro’s smart, but sometimes he’s such an idiot who didn’t think before he spoke. Maybe it’s time he learned a lesson the hard way.’

As she turned to leave, she couldn’t help but glance at Sebastian one last time. “If you kick Bernie off the yacht, will that mess up your plans?” she asked, failing to shake the feeling that this might complicate things.

Sebastian’s eyes softened, and he reached out to gently tousle her hair. “Don’t worry about it,” he murmured. “Go get some rest. I’ve got this.”

“Okay,” Stephanie said softly with a nod, before following the waiter away.

As Stephanie passed by Macro, he instinctively grabbed her wrist, his eyes wide with desperation. “Stefi, wait,” he blurted out, his voice tinged with fear.

her, as if he were trying

to Macro’s hand on her wrist, and his eyes hardened imperceptibly. The air around him seemed to tighten, a silent warning hanging in the

bruised,” Stephanie said, her

retreating as if it had a

been so blunt, and you’ve just let him be

“Hey, what are you talking

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Chapter 199

by subtly deflecting the situation, but he was too dense to see it. She shook her head, thinking,

of a nervous tic than anything genuine

headed toward the tunnel, stripping off his shirt

winced as he took in the broad expanse of Sebastian’s back, marred by faint scratches.

Stefi must have really gone for him. It must be him pushing her too hard, he thought, shaking his head. ‘But seriously, why is

long–legged woman who’d been fetching the ball swam back. Her lips had turned pale from the cold

and a hint of greed flickered in her eyes. Her cheeks flushed a rosy red

eyes darkened, and he spat out, “Leave,

startled by his sudden hostility, and quickly turned to flee, her steps

tighter across his chest. “What are you implying? I’m not like that.

delivered a solid kick to his thigh. The

dragging him toward the edge of the golf course. Macro’s eyes widened

away with you lately,” Sebastian said, his tone flat. “Time

swimming, especially in the ocean, and he instinctively tried to climb out. But Sebastian’s hand

Macro like a shock, and for a moment,

him away from the yacht, swimming out into the open sea. Macro struggled, but Sebastian’s grip was relentless. When he finally surfaced, they were at least 70 feet

the hell is Sebastian eating to have this kind of stamina?‘ he

swim,” Macro gasped, struggling to keep his head above

his mind. He dragged Macro several miles out

widened in panic. ‘Wait. Isn’t he supposed to

You-” Before he could finish, S underwater and disappeared from sight. By the time Macro saw him again, Sebastian was at

tian dove