I Walked Away And He Lost His Mind (Zephyra and Steven) novel Chapter 782

Ryan gloated from the sidelines, but Steven didn’t even look at him. His eyes were fixed on me.

His eyes were slightly red, like an abandoned puppy staring at its owner.

To be honest, seeing him like this, I felt a pang of pity. But I deliberately looked away, refusing to meet his gaze.

I couldn’t afford to be soft now. If I stayed, I was afraid I’d eventually cave and get entangled with him all over again.

Seeing Steven stand there silently, Ryan was about to taunt him again, but I grabbed his arm. “Alright, let’s just go. You can help Uncle Julian.”

Ryan shot me a confused look but did as I asked.

Steven’s face turned pale as he started walking toward me, but a cane suddenly blocked his path. Uncle Julian’s face was grim.

“We don’t need you to see us out. And don’t you dare bother Zephyra again, or I’ll break your legs!”

Steven, looking ashen, replied defiantly, “Then break them now. I can’t live without Zephyra.”

With that, he took another step forward, as if ready to accept any punishment.

Ryan laughed. “Mr. Lancaster, do you think a broken leg will get you Zephyra? Dream on! We’d just toss you in the ocean to feed the fish. Zephyra has made it crystal clear she doesn’t want you and doesn’t like you. Have some shame.”

From the way Ryan was acting, it seemed he was here less to pick me up and more to mock Steven.

Steven was usually quick with a comeback, and Ryan rarely got the upper hand. Now that he had the chance, he was milking it for all it was worth.

Strangely, Steven didn’t retort this time, which made me feel a bit uneasy.

Things had to end sometime. I looked at Steven. “Steven, you know me. When I say I’m leaving, I’m leaving. Being difficult won’t change that.”

“Also,” I paused, touching my stomach, “have you forgotten what the doctor said? Are you sure you still want to stop me?”

At my last check-up, the doctor had noticed my low spirits and, assuming it was marital stress, had specifically told Steven not to upset me, as it would affect the baby.

As expected, Steven fell silent. A moment later, he reluctantly stepped aside.

Ryan helped Uncle Julian out while I followed. Logically, I should have been happy to leave, but for some reason, I couldn’t feel happy at all.

Leaning on his cane, Uncle Julian’s expression softened. “Zephyra, why do you look so pale? Didn’t you sleep well last night?”

I snapped out of my thoughts. “No, I’m just a little tired.”

Ryan turned around, leaning over the back of his seat. “I bet that bastard Steven wore her out. She’s been living there for days. He must have bullied you, right, sis?”

“…”

Not at all. I was the one bullying Steven.

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