I Walked Away And He Lost His Mind (Zephyra and Steven) novel Chapter 597

My face went rigid. Steven’s voice was sharp as he continued, “You had better pray that nothing happens to Grandpa, and that his accident has nothing to do with you. Otherwise, I will not spare you.”

With those final words, he slammed my phone back onto the ground. He pushed me away, told his men to watch me, and then immediately got into his car, speeding away without a second’s hesitation.

My mind went blank, a sharp pain piercing through my head, so intense it made my heart ache. I almost collapsed.

I watched the car disappear into the distance, a single, clear thought flashing through my mind.

Steven was heartbroken.

The last time I saw him so heartbroken was at our child’s grave.

This was the first time in this life I had seen him look so utterly devastated. He had talked about leaving many times, thrown out countless threats, but he always came back. Only this time, I felt he was serious.

This time, Steven was truly done with me.

Rachel was terrified. She rushed to my side. “Zephyra, are you okay?”

My head had been throbbing, but the symptom had started yesterday. I shook my head, picked up my phone, and turned it on. The screen was still on the blacklist page, and on it was Mr. Lancaster Sr.’s number.

How could that be?

I would never block him. I navigated back and saw the sent message to Mr. Lancaster Sr. It read—

“Grandpa, my divorce hearing with Steven is tomorrow at three in the afternoon at the South Courthouse. Once the divorce is final, we won’t see each other again. I won’t see you again either. Please take care.”

It was sent at nine o'clock this morning.

My heart skipped a beat, and my face turned pale.

“How is this possible?!”

I had absolutely not sent that message. At that time, I was rushing to the airport, and I was the only one with my phone. Unless—the message was scheduled.

The only people I had been in contact with these past few days, besides the Lopez family, were Rachel and…

Suddenly, a familiar figure flashed in my mind, but I immediately denied it. “Impossible. What am I thinking?”

Horace. He wouldn’t do that.

Mr. Lancaster Sr. was at Haven Medical Center. He was nearly eighty and had undergone surgery just a few months ago. He couldn't withstand the impact of a car crash, so they had to rush him to the nearest hospital for emergency treatment.

That little old man who always threatened to beat up Steven for me, who wanted me to be his god-granddaughter… he had to be okay.

I was frantic, constantly searching for news online, hoping to find a report.

But given Mr. Lancaster Sr.’s status, even if there were reports, they would have been suppressed. I couldn’t find anything.

Suddenly, the car came to an emergency stop on the bridge.

I lurched forward, my phone flying from my hand. Just as I was about to ask what happened, Rachel burst out of the car, shouting angrily, “How are you driving?! If you want to die, go find a place to jump off! Why drag us into it?”

I looked up and saw a car parked squarely in front of ours. We had clearly been cut off.

The next second, I saw Verna get out of the car. She stormed towards me. “Zephyra, get out of the car!”

How did Verna know I was here?