I Walked Away And He Lost His Mind (Zephyra and Steven) novel Chapter 660

As the words left my lips, the intense pain became unbearable, and my body went limp.

Before I passed out, I saw a look of terror on Steven's handsome face. I think he caught me and was saying something, but the pain caused a ringing in my ears, and I couldn't hear anything. Then, everything went black, and I lost consciousness.

I had a very vivid dream.

The Steven in my dream was even more taciturn than the real one. He was aloof, but good-tempered, not like the one now who scowls so easily.

Our interactions were dull. I was lively and always the one talking—at the dinner table, while eating fruit, while having snacks. Even when we watched TV, I would chatter away while he just listened, occasionally offering a brief response.

It wasn't a dismissive response; he knew what I was saying, was always listening, and seemed happy to hear me share.

Occasionally, when I was watching a melodrama and sobbing over how tragically the male lead died, he would narrow his eyes and hand me a tissue. "The character's death is fake, but the damage to your eyes from crying so much is real."

I'd cling to his arm, blowing my nose into the tissue. "No! I'd watch a minute of commercials to bring him back to life! He's so handsome, I can't bear for him to die."

Steven would ask with a straight face, "Between him and me, who's more handsome?"

I'd blurt out, "You are, of course. You're the face of the Lancaster family, you're gorgeous."

His expression remained calm as he grunted in acknowledgment. "So there's no need to cry. This character is dead, so find a new one. You can cry when you find a male lead who's more handsome than me and dies."

I thought that made sense, so I let go of his arm and started looking for another show.

At that moment, Steven would cup the back of my neck, lean in, and kiss me deeply.

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