I Walked Away And He Lost His Mind (Zephyra and Steven) novel Chapter 773

But on second thought, it wasn't that surprising. Someone as spoiled as Queena had probably made other enemies, so it made sense she was being targeted as soon as she returned.

It would be best if this other person kept her busy, leaving her no time for anything else.

When I didn't say anything, Ryan quickly added, "It really wasn't my fault. It was those other people who just rushed in. But don't worry, I've got my guys looking for her again. As long as she doesn't leave the country, we'll definitely find her."

"Okay," I replied softly.

Finding someone else might be difficult, but Queena would surely stick to five-star hotels and famous shopping malls, making her easy to track.

Ryan chuckled. "By the way, where are you now? You still can't come back?"

Before I could answer, Tess placed a bowl of soup in front of me. "Madam, this soup is very good for pregnant women. Please have some!"

The words were barely out of her mouth when an explosion of sound came from the other end of the line. "Preg... pregnant! You're pregnant?"

Ryan was screaming at the top of his lungs, making my ears ache. I quickly held the phone away from my head.

"Could you keep it down?"

Ryan: "So, is that why you're not back? Because you're pregnant? You're not planning to secretly have the baby on your own, are you?"

From his tone, it sounded like he was already picturing me as a tragic figure, wandering the streets alone.

Before I could speak, Ryan said anxiously, "No way! I'm the kid's uncle! I have to play with him! I'm going to teach him how to play basketball, how to fight."

I didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Calm down. I'm not planning to have the baby in secret. It's just too early in the pregnancy right now. I was thinking of coming back when I'm further along."

Ryan finally calmed down. "Oh, okay. That's good."

"Wait, whose baby is it? Aren't you divorced? Don't tell me you secretly got me a new brother-in-law!"

I rubbed my temples. At that moment, I finally understood why Steven found Ryan annoying sometimes. The guy was truly loud, and his imagination ran wild.

But it was normal for him to be confused. Steven and I were indeed divorced, so for me to suddenly be pregnant while single was quite baffling.

"It's Steven's."

Hearing this, Ryan completely lost it. "Steven's a bastard! He's always been shady with Verna. How could you be pregnant with his child?"

This wasn't something I could explain easily in a few words.

Ryan sighed. "So last time, when your attitude changed, it wasn't because Steven forced you... you actually like him? Even though you're my sister, I have to say, this is just wrong. Steven is nothing compared to Horace!"

"You threw away Horace for a bastard like him. It's really not worth it, you know?"

I completely understood how Ryan felt. So much had happened recently that even I was having trouble processing it all.

"Alright, I know what you mean. Let's not talk about this for now. Just focus on finding Queena for me. You have to find her."

Looking at my pregnant belly, I frowned. I'd have to find some time to give this baby a proper prenatal education and let him know his father was no good.

"Zephyra, what's wrong? Is your stomach hurting?"

Steven, who had just walked in, rushed over and knelt in front of me, staring nervously at my belly, his hand hovering, wanting to touch it but not daring to.

I slapped his hand away. "I'm fine. I was just about to start his prenatal education."

To let him know who he should be close to, so he'd stop making me act so strange.

Steven's brow furrowed slightly before he chuckled. "It doesn't look like it. I feel like you weren't trying to educate him, but discipline him."

He reached out and stroked my belly. "He's still so tiny. He can't understand any of that yet. You should focus on resting and doing things you enjoy. Don't worry too much about him. Once he's born, I'll teach him slowly."

Looking at Steven's expectant and loving gaze, I zoned out for a moment. It was as if I was back in my past life; he had been just like this then, and I had been dreaming of our future life as a family of three.

I glanced at Steven. "No need. I can teach him myself."

While I would let Steven see the child, it would only be when I was in a good mood, or perhaps once a month. I would not let the child live with Steven.

To me, this was my child. Steven was merely the father.

Steven's eyes darkened. "Are you still thinking about leaving me?"