I Walked Away And He Lost His Mind (Zephyra and Steven) novel Chapter 462

The moment our eyes met, my heart tightened for no reason.

It was a purely visceral reaction. But why should I be afraid of him? We were already divorced.

Horace saw Steven too. His hand found mine, and he interlaced them with my own.

Steven’s eyes instantly darkened as if filled with ink. His gaze swept over our clasped hands before he brushed past us without a word, his face a mask of indifference.

He didn’t break his stride, his cold demeanor a stark contrast to the aggressive Steven from last night.

Only Gordon’s face was tense, his brow deeply furrowed.

I slowly let out a breath of relief. So, had Steven finally learned to compromise?

I looked at Horace, who gently stroked my head with a warm smile. “Let’s go eat.”

I held the flowers as we got into the car.

Horace had made reservations at a restaurant, but the rain made the roads slick, and traffic was heavy.

I lowered my head to smell the flowers, then looked at him. “You were standing for a long time, weren’t you? Did you bring your wheelchair? I can push you in later.”

Horace’s leg hadn’t fully healed. He could barely stand as it was, and he had been waiting for me for a long time. The damp, rainy weather could also aggravate his recovery. I was worried about him.

Horace couldn’t help but tap my head. “Me in a wheelchair holding flowers while you push me. Would we look like a proper couple?”

I tilted my head. “Wouldn't we? It would look so sweet. You see old couples on walks like that all the time, right? It's very romantic.”

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