I Walked Away And He Lost His Mind (Zephyra and Steven) novel Chapter 758

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That jerk Steven. He knew perfectly well that Jacob was Verna's ex-boyfriend, and he was deliberately saying things like that to provoke me.

I shot him a furious glare. "Who I care about is my business and has nothing to do with you. Mind your own!"

Sensing the tension, Linda quickly tried to smooth things over. "Mr. Lancaster, Zephyra is really just being polite. We both see Jacob as a little brother."

At that, Steven raised an eyebrow and turned to me, a smirk playing on his lips. "Is that so? And does Leonard know he has a new 'friend' like that?"

"..."

I wanted to sew his mouth shut. The man was absolutely useless at everything except getting on my nerves!

"Steven, you…" I suddenly clutched my stomach, feigning intense pain. "I feel… strange."

The color drained from both Steven's and Linda's faces, and they rushed over to me.

Steven, looking deathly pale, reached out to pick me up. "What's wrong? Is it your stomach? I'm taking you to the hospital."

I pushed him away, struggling to suppress a laugh. "I'm fine, I don't need to go."

But Steven wouldn't be deterred. He forcefully reached for me again. "No, we have to go!"

His expression was terrifyingly grim, and he scooped me up without giving me another chance to speak.

I knew he was serious, so I quickly said, "My stomach just feels bloated all of a sudden! It doesn't hurt!"

Steven froze for a second before setting me down, a look of regret in his eyes.

I put on a cold face. "I was perfectly fine until you came and upset me."

Steven seemed genuinely scared by the incident. He sat back down in his chair and stared intently at my stomach, remaining quiet for a long time as he recovered.

I had only meant to spook him a little, but seeing him like this, I felt a pang of guilt.

For the rest of the afternoon, Steven sat quietly by my side, constantly asking if I was uncomfortable and bringing me water or snacks.

After I helped Linda revise her drafts, I invited her to stay for lunch. She refused without a second thought. "No, I wouldn't want to intrude on your private time."

He took out a first-aid kit. "Change my dressing!"

I suddenly remembered the burn on Steven's hand. "The doctor was just here. Why didn't you ask him to do it?"

Steven shrugged it off. "It's just a small wound. It'll be fine if you take care of it."

I was truly exasperated with him. A doctor was obviously more qualified than me, but he insisted on having my help.

I sighed and unwrapped the gauze, noticing that some of the blisters on his hand had broken. As I applied the ointment, a thought occurred to me. "Has Verna had her surgery?"

Steven paused, then said gently, "I don't know."

I looked up at him. "She didn't contact you again?"

Knowing Verna, she wouldn't have given up so easily just because Steven ignored her once.

Steven's expression didn't change as he said with a hint of a smile, "She did. I blocked her number."

He continued, "I also spoke to Thomas. He won't be paying for her surgery."