Domineering Lover novel Chapter 1070

It was only when Lucille returned home that she realized that she couldn't bear to look straight at herself. Her face was as pale as snow. With her hair down, she could go straight to the haunted house to dress up as a ghost.

She knew that there was nothing to be liked about her in this way. After a month, Steve finally said to her, "Miss Robles, I'm sorry to say this but I really don't think we are hitting it off."

"Steve, it's not that you're not interested in me, it's just that you never wanted to get to know me at all." Lucille was telling the truth.

"Miss Robles, I think I'm living a good life now, so I don't want to have a relationship. We're not suitable for each other."

"I get it." Lucille packed her things and left.

When she left, Thirza still smiled sweetly. "Goodbye, Aunt Robles. You are welcome in this house anytime."

Lucille still couldn't figure out what was going on inside the little girl's head.

"Goodbye."

After sending Lucille off, Thirza put her arm around Steve's neck and said, "Steve, I want to eat the braised pork ribs tonight."

"Don't you want to eat outside today?"

"The food you make is much better. Steve, will you cook for me for the rest of my life?"

"Of course not. When you grow up, you are gonna marry someone else. But I do promise to cook for you before that."

"You're still young and don't know anything. It's too early to talk about this." Steve gently touched Thirza's head.

"Steve, I will grow up as soon as possible."

From that day on, she was no longer picky about her food. She ate as much as she could and was soon quite tall.

Six years passed in the blink of an eye, and Thirza was going to go to junior high school.

Tracey wanted her back to their side while Thirza was completely against it, saying that she was used to the life in Country S.

Adam has always been spoiling his two daughters so he agreed to Thirza's request immediately.

Thirza was twelve years old and was relatively tall for her age.

Steve had quite a sense of achievement. This was Thirza's first day of school.

"Thirza, are you still in bed?" Steve knocked on the door, but no one answered.

He felt a little helpless. Thirza had been staying up for quite a long time recently.

The door was opened and Thirza was asleep. She was wearing a pink princess's nightdress, revealing her snow-white thighs. The cleavage in her chest was obvious as she lay on her side on the bed.

At this moment, Steve suddenly felt that Thirza had grown up, and he shouldn't act so casually anymore.

"Thirza, it's time to get up." He gently pushed her arm. He had an inexplicably warm feeling in his heart although he brought the child up himself.

Thirza opened her eyes like a lazy cat. "No... five more minutes."

"No, you are going to be late for school. I made your favorite sandwich. Come on, get up quickly." Steve coaxed her as he used to, in a gentle voice.

"Pick me up..." Thirza narrowed her eyes and reached out her hands, acting like a spoiled child.

Steve had no choice but to pick her up. When she didn't want to get up when she was younger, Steve would carry her up and wash her face.

She was like a little octopus, lying on Steve's shoulder, with her legs around Steve's waist.

In the past few months after returning home, Thirza had developed crazily. Her breast had already been plump and round.

The softness was pressed against Steve's chest, and there was a faint fragrance coming from her body, brushing past Steve's nose.

At that moment, Steve had a boner. He put Thirza in the bathroom and said, "The pan's still on the stove. I gotta go check it out."

"What's the rush, Steve?"

Thirza was speechless. Steve galloped away as if he was being haunted by a ghost.