Vengeance With My White Knight by Maya Kensington

Chapter 342

Chapter 342

Stephanie didn’t want to take a bath with Sebastian, but he wouldn’t take no for an answer.

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An hour later, she was flushed as she let him dry her hair, trying to hide her annoyance while looking at him in the mirror.

Sebastian leaned in and teased, “What’s wrong, Stefi? Aren’t you happy?

Stephanie was shocked and thought, ‘How could I be happy? I’ve been serving you the whole time.

She felt like she might go crazy. Sebastian was quite annoying sometimes. With a loud sigh, she glared at him.

Sebastian smiled cheekily. “So, what now, Stefi?”

“Mom said we can’t have sex for the next three months,” Stephanie said firmly.

Sebastian took her hand and pulled her toward the bed. Fresh from the shower, his body felt warm. “What are you doing?” she asked, surprised.

He gently placed her on the bed and quickly called Macro. On the phone, Macro answered sleepily, “What’s going on now?” Due to the time difference, it was still daytime for Macro.

Sebastian asked, “Can I trust your medical expertise?”

“Yes.”

“Is it really impossible for a pregnant woman to have sex?”

At that moment, Macro stood in a vast desert, surrounded by endless dunes of sand. He felt desolate and downcast.

Looking down at the dwindling third of his water bottle, his thirst felt overwhelming, nearly leading him to dehydration.

Yet Sebastian seemed perfectly fine. In that instant, Macro’s irritation shifted into a sly grin. He answered, “Absolutely impossible.”

added to his irritation. Everything was inconvenient here; eating, drinking, and even sleeping were all

declared, “You shouldn’t come back for the next

yelled, “Sebastian, you-” but before he could finish, the call suddenly

a powerful urge to return and give Sebastian a proper beating. But that was impossible; he

memories of the burdens he’d faced in the few short days only fueled his anger. Macro thought, ‘Did he really have to send

and sent Stephanie a message: [Take the baby seriously.

wasn’t enough, Macro sent another message: [It’s not

‘If you’re trying to make my life miserable, then I’ll make sure you can’t have sex.

Vitale, it’s time to go.”

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thirsty. He reached for his water, craving a satisfying drink. But he hesitated, sipping only

I’m sorry, Dr. Vitale. This detour has

his three–hour journey had devolved into a long, grueling day. To make things worse, the car had broken

buzzed repeatedly, Pulling it from his pocket, he saw that it was

with irritation, “Hello.” His long walk had ignited a fury inside him, and he hated Sebastian more

mentioned you might need to stay there for two years.

the mention of two years made Macro

he was already on the verge of madness; no showers, and his water

to peel, and a two–year sentence would surely be the end of him.

was an experience worse than

“Mr. Giovanni indicated that if you keep speaking so negatively, he might find it necessary to

is merciless. Though his thoughts were full of curses, he knew better than to say

felt like murder. Macro gritted his teeth and said, “I understand

my

mistakes.”

continued, “Mr. Giovanni also said he saw the messages you

two truly showed an unusual closeness!

“Mr. Giovanni believes your apology this time will be pointless.”

the call. Cradling his head in his hands, Macro was engulfed by a sense

was tempted to send Stephanie a few more messages, but he lost his courage. Under Sebastian’s firm control, Macro

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