I Walked Away And He Lost His Mind (Zephyra and Steven) novel Chapter 763

At that thought, I became less resistant to the idea of Steven giving me a massage. I was going through the ordeal of childbirth; it was only right that he contributed.

Just then, footsteps approached the door. I turned to see Steven emerging from the bathroom, his hair still damp.

Tess immediately walked over with a smile. "Mr. Lancaster, what perfect timing."

Halfway through her sentence, Tess lowered her voice, and I couldn't hear a single word she said afterward. She just smiled at me and then left the bedroom.

Steven's eyes crinkled as he smiled and walked toward me, deftly kneeling down.

I don't know if I was imagining it, but there was a strange look in his eyes.

He gently massaged my calves with his fingertips. His technique was skilled, the pressure just right, and he perfectly avoided all my ticklish spots.

After just a few minutes, I felt a yawn coming on, and my eyelids grew heavy.

I had to admit, when Steven loved someone, he became the perfect, devoted husband. He could tolerate all his wife's little tantrums and put aside his pride to do things for her.

It was just like how he was with me now, always mindful of my mood and coaxing me to eat when I didn't have an appetite.

Mr. Lancaster Sr. had once told me that when Steven falls for someone, he doesn't change his mind easily and will do everything in his power to treat her well. I was starting to see what he meant.

But could all this really stand against the predetermined fate Verna spoke of? In her narrative, Steven was the male lead who was supposed to end up with her. If Steven and I…

Steven stood up. "I'm going to empty this and then take care of some work. You can shower and go to sleep first. I won't be long."

"I know," I replied casually.

As I stood up, my palm suddenly felt warm. Steven had grabbed my hand.

Although we were more casual and peaceful in our conversations, physical contact like this was mostly limited to him holding me when we slept at night.

I pulled my hand away. "If you have something to say, say it. Keep your paws to yourself."

Steven looked up, a half-smile playing on his lips. "From now on, if you want me to massage your legs, just ask. You don't have to be shy. It's my honor to do these things for my wife."