I Walked Away And He Lost His Mind (Zephyra and Steven) novel Chapter 428

Steven, seemingly oblivious to my stare, removed his hand. “Since fate brought us all here, a toast is in order.”

Zachary was overjoyed and quickly filled his glass.

Megan poured me a glass as well.

Steven didn't look at me once, but my eyes were glued to the ring on his finger. A storm of emotions churned within me as I clutched my phone.

It was a simple ring, one I had personally designed and crafted to his exact size. It was one of a kind.

At the time, I had so little money that I could only afford to make one for him. I had foolishly hoped that perhaps he would buy me one.

But he never bought wedding rings.

And the ring I gave him? He had tossed it aside somewhere right after the wedding and never wore it.

In my past life, it wasn't until our fourth year of marriage, after I forced myself on him and our dynamic shifted, that he finally dug it out and started wearing it.

But now, after we were divorced, he was wearing it. What was that supposed to mean? Was he trying to disgust me?

The group raised their glasses for a toast, and I swallowed my anger along with a mouthful of wine.

Megan stood up to refill Steven's glass, her voice full of concern. “Mr. Lancaster, I heard you were in a car accident recently. I hope you’ve recovered well?”

Her words hit a nerve. Gordon, of all people, nearly dropped his fork.

Steven’s handsome face remained impassive, betraying none of the deep, cold malice that lay hidden in his eyes.

“I’m hard to kill. I’ve recovered well enough,” he said, his eyes narrowing as he looked directly at me. “It’s just that my wife is heartless. I was on the brink of death, and she refused to come and see me.”

His gaze was as sharp as a blade, and I felt like I was being impaled. I took another large gulp of wine.

VERIFYCAPTCHA_LABELVerify