I Walked Away And He Lost His Mind (Zephyra and Steven) novel Chapter 687

Even if we were remarrying, it shouldn't be this rushed. I hadn't even fully settled into our relationship yet. He was so anxious, as if he were afraid I’d run away.

Steven reached up and caressed my cheek. “You misunderstood my relationship with Verna, didn’t you? She was a scholarship student I sponsored. I don't like her, but I hate that you misunderstand me. Other than marriage, I can’t think of any other way to clear this up.”

He tilted my chin up, and my eyes met his. His gaze was deep, possessive, yet gentle. He leaned down and kissed the corner of my mouth, his voice a soft, coaxing whisper.

“There are many perks to being a tycoon's wife. You can spend my money freely, use my resources. You can use my connections now, of course, but business partners will have more confidence in Mrs. Lancaster and offer you more advantages.”

“Besides, you love me, don't you? Being a girlfriend is never enough. A wife holds an unshakeable position. When a woman like Verna shows up today, you start to wonder if I have a secret fiancée, if I’m cheating on you. But if you marry me, the law only recognizes one Mrs. Lancaster. You’ll have the absolute right to fight back against anyone, and I won’t be able to easily betray you. It's a great deal, isn’t it?”

It sounded more like he was the one who wanted the so-called status. Once we were married, our interests would be intertwined. He couldn't betray me, and I couldn't betray him. It was a mutual restraint.

There wasn't really a downside. Besides, he was incredibly wealthy. Marrying him would definitely be me marrying up; I’d be the one benefiting. My thoughts were a mess, especially as his kisses kept falling, scattering them further. “Stop… stop kissing me. Let me think… mmm.”

As the words left my mouth, his light, teasing kisses suddenly deepened, giving me no more time to think.

Steven spent the whole night trying to convince me to marry him. If I didn't know he was genuinely rich and that countless women were dying to marry him, I would have thought he was at his wit's end, desperate to marry me and only me.

I was swayed again and again, but in the end, I didn't agree. I didn't want to get married, not even to Steven. It was a strange feeling, but I stuck to it. I had a gut feeling that if I agreed, I would regret it later.

Steven didn't push me anymore. He just leaned against me, looking pale and pitiful, holding me, kissing me, touching me. All the boundaries we hadn't crossed in the past few days were broken tonight.

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