I Walked Away And He Lost His Mind (Zephyra and Steven) novel Chapter 745

With that, Steven turned and went to the kitchen to ladle out a bowl of soup.

“I don't want it,” I refused coldly.

Steven’s brow furrowed. “Your stomach will act up if you don’t eat. At least have a little.”

The more he insisted, the more annoyed I became. “I said I don't want it!”

I shoved his hand away, and the entire bowl of soup spilled onto the back of his hand. Steven's expression changed instantly.

I froze for a second, then quickly got up to grab him a napkin. By then, a large red patch had already formed on his hand.

“Quick, run it under cold water.”

I said, pulling him toward the sink.

“You keep rinsing it; I’ll go get the first-aid kit!”

From my past experience, a fresh burn like this would usually be fine as long as you kept it under cool water long enough.

But when I came back downstairs, Steven's hand had already started to swell. Worried that the ointment we had at home wouldn't be effective enough, I said, “Let’s go to the hospital!”

Steven looked down at me and, instead of answering, asked, “Are you still angry?”

I was taken aback, realizing what he meant. He knew I had done it on purpose.

Before I could speak, Steven continued with a hint of resignation, “Myron acted on his own today. It had nothing to do with me. You can be angry at him, but you can't take it out on me and ignore me.”

“If you’re really that upset, I’ll call him over and you can beat him up to vent, and then you’ll eat properly!”

Steven leaned against the sink, his face full of tenderness as he looked at me, his deep voice tinged with a hint of grievance.

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