I Walked Away And He Lost His Mind (Zephyra and Steven) novel Chapter 214

Staring at our two names on the divorce papers, my vision blurred. I couldn't tell if what I felt was joy or something else, but a profound sense of release washed over me.

After struggling for so long, I had finally made it to this point. It hadn't been easy.

Steven put the pen away and called my name, his tone detached. “Zephyra.”

I glanced at him. He met my eyes, a wave of raw, bitter jealousy rolling off him before he curved his lips into a smirk.

“If Horace hadn’t had his accident back then, you never would have married me, would you?”

I blinked, his gaze as sharp as a blade. After a moment of stunned silence, I couldn’t help but laugh.

When Horace had gotten hurt, I had desperately called in every favor and used every connection I had to find a doctor who could fix his leg. In a way, I had delivered myself right to Mr. Lancaster Sr., reminding him of the arranged marriage our grandfathers had planned.

Only then did he set up a meeting between me and Steven, and only then did I fall for him at first sight, tumbling head over heels into a love I couldn’t escape.

And Steven, pressured by his grandfather’s dramatic threats, finally agreed to marry me—a woman from the Jones family, whose social standing was laughably beneath his. He’d even agreed to my unreasonable demand of finding a top-tier surgeon for Horace.

Thinking back, Horace’s accident really was the catalyst for everything.

“You’re right. If it hadn’t been for Horace’s accident, I wouldn’t have married you. But there’s no point in talking about that now. What we should be discussing is when we can go to City Hall to finalize this.”

I glanced at my watch. “It’s three-thirty. We have enough time to go home, grab our documents and marriage certificate, and get it done today.”

Steven’s lips curled. “I’ve already signed. Are you really that afraid I’ll back out?”

I gave him a cold, disdainful little laugh. “Honestly? A little. You promised me so readily when you were overseas, but you changed your mind just a couple of days later. The sooner I have that divorce decree in my hand, the better I’ll feel. I don’t want to wake up tomorrow and find you’ve had another change of heart.”

Steven let out a cold sneer, his eyes growing darker and more remote.

“You’ll be the one to regret this divorce, not me. I have to go to the office today; I don’t have time.”

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