I Walked Away And He Lost His Mind (Zephyra and Steven) novel Chapter 383

My words hung in the air, and the atmosphere instantly froze.

Jacob felt a pang of pain in his chest. He looked down, his jawline tightening.

Steven's eyes turned a shade colder, but his handsome face remained as impassive as ever, as if my words couldn't stir any emotion in him.

Verna's face flushed with embarrassment, her fingers clenching into a fist as she struggled to contain her anger.

"What, can't I say things I don't mean when I'm angry? You don't need to stir up trouble. I've already explained everything to Mr. Lancaster. And you have no room to mock me. I was just talking. You're the one who's married yet flirts with other men everywhere you go, stealing other people's boyfriends!"

My pink lips curved into a seductive arc. "Oh, so while we were still legally married, you privately accepted a house from him, along with the implication that it was a marriage proposal, and now you're just brushing it off as something you said in anger? You academics are really something else, turning black into white."

"As for me, there's nothing shady between Jacob and me, no questionable financial exchanges. You can check any platform you want. You, on the other hand, have accepted gifts from Steven more than once, and that's all publicly verifiable. You should be grateful I've been patient and haven't demanded you return our shared marital assets, instead of being the pot calling the kettle black."

If I hadn't just learned that Steven had given the Jones family over a billion dollars in the past year—which clearly wasn't out of respect for my father, but for my sake—my words wouldn't have been so mild, and I wouldn't be in the mood to argue with her.

I would have just used my fists.

After living two lives, my patience had worn thin. If she kept running her mouth, I was going to lose it.

Steven, however, lazily lifted an eyelid. The person who should have been the angriest seemed completely unfazed.

Verna's eyes, on the other hand, turned red with fury, or perhaps desperation.

"It's not like that at all! I hate being the other woman more than anything! I may be poor and don't have rich parents to look after me, but I have my pride. I may be poor, but I have integrity. Don't you dare question or slander me with your condescending tone and baseless assumptions. I have never done anything inappropriate with Mr. Lancaster!"

"I'm not as resourceful as you. I can't just look up people's financial records to find your so-called evidence. I'm just an ordinary doctor. All I know is how to treat patients and attend endless seminars. But I am certain of one thing: you've taken things from me, more than once! It's always you, every single time!"

She then looked at me with disdain. "Ms. Jones, just how many men are you juggling at once? Do you have a thing for younger guys?"

Medicine? Steven's pale face must mean he's sick. And it's not a stomachache, or he wouldn't be standing so straight. Could it be another one of those strange headaches? The kind that gives him nightmares?

But if he's sick, why isn't he at a hospital? What's he doing here with Verna? She's a gastroenterologist.

At her last comment, my gaze sharpened on Verna. I smiled. "Because I feel like it. What's it to you?"

Ryan backed me up. "Exactly. Who do you think you are? You just said Zephyra took something from you. Tell me what she took, right now. Otherwise, I'm suing you for slander."

Verna sneered. "Why should I tell you anything about my business? And let me tell you, she pushed me just now. She injured my ankle and refuses to apologize. Mr. Lancaster has already called the police for me. Before you sue me for slander, maybe you should figure out how you're getting out of a police station!"