I Walked Away And He Lost His Mind (Zephyra and Steven) novel Chapter 545

Thomas hadn't dared to hit me too hard. My face was a little red, but the stinging had already faded.

Then Steven noticed the marks on my wrist, and his brow furrowed.

"Don't hurt yourself again. Do whatever you want. I told you, I'll back you up."

I lied casually, "I didn't mean to get hurt. It was an accident."

He looked up at me, his handsome face impassive, his voice low—less a reminder and more a warning.

"Then don't let there be any accidents. You are mine, and your body is mine. Don't play any games with it. I don't like it."

My heart skipped a beat, not from the flutter of romantic words, but from a sudden wave of unease.

I had a feeling that Steven understood my motives perfectly. Did he know I'd taken the slap on purpose just to pick a fight with Thomas?

But I hadn't even had a chance to say anything.

"I belong to myself, not to you," I bit my lip and pulled my hand back. "I'll be more careful next time."

Steven seemed to restrain himself, putting away the first-aid kit. "What made you decide to come here today?"

I said lazily, "Just curious. I'll be expanding overseas myself soon, so I wanted to get a feel for your process. You own a big company, after all. I'm sure there's something I can learn."

Steven let out a low, inscrutable chuckle. He called over the project manager, briefly introduced me, and told him to show me around.

The manager's name was Yves. He greeted me with a steady voice, "Good afternoon, Mrs. Lancaster."

I looked at Yves, a cold glint in my eye, then turned back to Steven. "You should get to your meeting. I'll wait for you here."

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