His Domineering Lover novel Chapter 464

They were good again after the talk. Steve got the porridge to feed Tracey. He blew to cool the porridge in the spoon before sending it to the mouth of Tracey.

Tracey was too hungry to chew and devoured ravenously.

"Take it easy, take it easy. It is all yours. If you eat too fast, your stomach will hurt again." Steve felt both sympathy and sorry for Tracey.

Tracey slowed down a little, "I'm starving to death. I'm afraid I'll be dead on the way to catch you if you go any further."

Tracey was grasping the hem of his shirt when eating, as if she was afraid that Steve would escape again.

Steve's mouth curved into a smile for her silly behavior.

"Once, you were in the pot and slept on my bed. And my pants were tainted by your period. I still remember your stupid look when you mistook that I got hurt and bled."

Steve rubbed her little head. In the past three years, there had been lots of fun between them.

Tracey quickly turned her head at the mention of her stupidity, "You wicked one! How could you keep silent about the fact while I am checking your pants with desperation? I was afraid that I hurt you during a drunken fit."

"Oh, I was pleased with your frightened look, different from your cold and indifferent one usually. Do you know that I would like to record your stupid look with my phone then?"

They chatted happily, and the sunlight shining on them gets them warm.

Tracey smiled faintly, and Steve wondered that why he couldn't get over this smiling face, which wasn't the most beautiful one in the world.

He had inebriated himself in the bar and flirted with women, wondering if he could get over Tracey by making out with other women.

Many strange women threw themselves into his arms and tried their best to seduce him.

However, he became soberer when drunk. Because none of them was Tracey, the touches of these women disgusted him, not to mention any further actions.

Usually, he ran away with his jacket, like a drowned mouse.

Later, he searched for girls looking similar to Tracey to cure his psychological disorder.

He would take home whoever shared some similarity with Tracey, and some women were more beautiful than Tracey.

Any man would get horny before these sexy women, but Steve was haunted by the fact that they were substitutes, not Tracey.

"Get lost!"

After the women left, he smoked one cigarette after another by the bed. When in hysteria, he decided to fly over to win Tracey back with any kind of means.

However, this idea was vetoed when he regained his sense. He didn't have the heart to hurt Tracey after all those sufferings she went through.

Tracey looked into Steve's eyes and said, "Steve, there are lots of women around. Do you like any of them?"

Steve knew what was behind her words, "Mind your own business, and don't worry about me."

"You can't spend your life alone, can you?" Tracey held his hand.

"Only the right one can make your life complete. Tracey, you should know better than me." Steve was serious.