Revenge After Death ( Michael Ford ) novel Chapter 220

Chapter 220 

I felt helpless and said, “Why don’t you go to the company tomorrow? You can come with me to my prenatal check–up the day after. How’s that?” 

I could easily push my check–up a day back. 

Steven lowered his head and remained silent. 

“Mrs. Lincoln, your new phone has arrived and has been placed outside your door,” Ewan said. He put the phone down and left quietly. 

Everyone noticed that Steven only ever listened to me. 

Even I noticed it myself. 

I got out of bed with a yawn and went to get my phone at the door. After inserting my SIM card, I 

turned it on and set it to silent mode before going to sleep. 

Steven looked to be in high spirits. He did not seem tired at all. He climbed onto the bed and held 

me in his arms, playing with my hair. 

I was too tired to bother with him, so I leaned against his chest and drifted off to sleep. 

I slept for a while before waking up with the urgent need to pee. I really needed to go to the 

bathroom. 

When I opened my eyes, I saw that Steven hadn’t slept yet. 

He was sitting on the edge of the bed. He was looking at something in his hand. 

I rubbed my eyes without reacting at first. But when I finally came to, my heart skipped a beat. I wondered if Steven was looking at the note Eason gave me last time. 

I clearly recalled throwing the note into the hospital’s trash can after reading the contents and the phone number on it. How could it be with Steven? 

I turned around and walked over to his side. Only then did I see that Steven was merely holding a 

piece of tissue paper. 

I breathed a sigh of relief and asked softly, “Why aren’t you asleep yet? It’s the middle of the night. What are you doing?” 

“I needed the bathroom,” he said. He looked as sleepy as I felt. 

I hummed in response. 

It looked like Steven had just woken up too. We had fooled around in the bathtub for quite some 

time, after all. We were both dying of thirst when we got out, so it felt great to drink a cup of water 

before going to bed. 

It was just annoying that we had to get up in the middle of the night to use the bathroom because 

of R 

“Stephie. I’m scared,” Steven said. He clung to me from behind. 

I raised my head groggily to look over at him. I wondered why he would feel scared to go into the bathroom 

“Stephie, do you think souls or spirits can follow us around without us seeing them?” Steven asked 

softly. 

I 

A chill ran down my spine upon hearing that. I tightly grabbed onto the hem of Steven’s clothes. 

This time, the scared one wasn’t him. It was me 

Because I knew for a fact that souls and spirits truly did exist in forms that couldn’t be seen. 

“Stephie, you’re going to pee, right? I’ll wait outside for you,” Steven said. His tone was innocent 

vet serious. 

After what he said, I kept feeling a chilling breeze in the bathroom. 

Steven knew me too well. He knew that I was easily spooked. 

I grabbed the hem of Steven’s shirt and said, “Turn around. Just don’t look at me. 

The corners of Steven’s mouth curled upward. He nodded obediently and turned away. He kept. me company the entire time. 

I huffed, knowing full well that he was deliberately trying to scare me. 

“You’ve used up all your intelligence to poke fun at me, huh?” I muttered softly. 

Steven didn’t turn back to face me as he said, “You once asked me what would be the only thing in -life that wouldn’t change if a genius like me suddenly turned into a fool the next day.”