I Walked Away And He Lost His Mind (Zephyra and Steven) novel Chapter 506

My expression turned cold, and I turned and walked out.

There was absolutely no reason for me to stay, and I had no interest in watching their lovey-dovey display.

Verna's words were likely eighty percent lies, completely baseless. Did she really think she knew Mr. Lancaster Sr. and Steven better than I did? But I didn't care. The fact that she could get close to Steven proved her skill, and more importantly, that Steven allowed it.

In a way, her opinion represented Steven's. She didn't want me to repay any debt to him, so why should I argue? It was exactly what I wanted.

I headed straight for Horace's room.

The moment I left, Steven pushed Verna away.

His refined, handsome brows were knitted tightly together. His eyes were bloodshot and his voice was hoarse; he had only just regained consciousness.

"Verna, who let you in here?"

She was pushed back so hard that her wheelchair rolled backward.

A flicker of coldness crossed her eyes, but when she looked up, her face was a mask of hurt.

"I was worried about you. Your leg… it's injured just like mine. But this should have been Zephyra's punishment! You hurt me for her, so fate should have made something happen to her. But she's perfectly fine, and you… Don't tell me you're suffering in her place!"

The man's features were hard, and he didn't respond. "Get out."

He reached for his phone to make a call, but Verna grabbed his arm. Her eyes fell on his screen, and the contact name—'Wife'—stung her eyes.

Verna's chest heaved with anger, her fingers gripping the arms of her wheelchair. "You're thinking about Zephyra, but since your accident, she hasn't come to see you once. The person she went to see was Horace! Mr. Lancaster, she's back on the right track in this life. You are not in her future!"

Steven’s brow twitched almost imperceptibly, his handsome face showing a flash of impatience.

He looked at her. "Do I need to have someone throw you out?"

Verna's face was ashen and ugly, her eyes welling with moisture. "Did it really have to come to this between us?"

With that, she gave him one last, deep look and left, looking utterly wounded.

Steven slowly sat up. He glanced at his bandaged leg, his handsome brow furrowed, his eyes inscrutable.