I Walked Away And He Lost His Mind (Zephyra and Steven) novel Chapter 824

I stared at my phone screen for a long time, hesitating to reply.

To be honest, I didn't want to. I had a feeling Horace was just looking for an excuse to see me. If I went and Steven found out, there was no telling what kind of ideas he'd get in his head.

Just then, my phone rang. It was Horace.

I hesitated for a moment before resolutely hitting the decline button.

Horace’s obsession was largely my fault. Perhaps if I kept my distance, he might slowly return to normal.

For the next few days, I used shopping as an excuse to go out, but I was actually visiting Steven to make sure he was eating properly. The pale pallor of his face had finally started to regain some healthy color.

Uncle Julian saw right through my excuses but said nothing. Ryan, however, couldn't sit still and insisted on coming with me, claiming he was just concerned about me.

"I know you're going to see *someone*. Can't I come with you? What, are you afraid I'll eat him alive?"

My right eye twitched. If Ryan hadn't said that through gritted teeth, I might have actually believed his excuse.

In the end, I had no choice but to bring him along. Uncle Julian had already had a word with him, so I trusted he wouldn't do anything too out of line.

But the moment we entered the hospital room, Ryan started looking for trouble. "Go on, eat up. Don't choke."

He sat by the bed, his eyes wide and practically shooting fire as he glared at Steven.

I knew this would happen.

Still, I couldn't really say anything, or Ryan would definitely accuse me of taking sides.

Steven calmly took a bite of his food before slowly looking up at him. "If I choke, you'll be out a brother-in-law."

I was speechless.

Steven was in a VIP suite, which was laid out like a small apartment with a separate room for visitors. Perhaps because of how far along I was in my pregnancy, I found myself needing the restroom more and more often.

Before I got up to go, I warned them both again not to fight.

But it wasn't long before I heard a commotion outside while I was fixing my hair in the mirror.

I opened the door, and just as I was about to go see what was happening, a sharp, familiar voice cut through the air. "Steven, I'm in love with you! Marrying me would be the best thing for you."

I froze, my body trembling uncontrollably.

I would never forget that voice in my lifetime. It was Queena.

"I've seen your fiancée in the news—Verna, was it? She's not worthy of you. She has no family background, and her looks are just average. You should be with me. We're the perfect match."