I Walked Away And He Lost His Mind (Zephyra) novel Chapter 65

Steven’s sharp gaze made it clear how much Horace’s presence bothered him. A knot of anxiety tightened in my stomach as memories of my past life flooded back.

Back then, Steven had treated me with cold indifference. The first time Horace met him, he’d thrown a punch, determined to get justice for me. They’d both ended up in the hospital. The incident ignited a mutual hatred between them, and Steven had even gone after Horace’s family business. If it hadn’t been for…

How did I end up in the same situation again? They hadn't fought this time, but the tension was the same. I couldn’t let that happen again. I no longer had the power to fix a mess like that.

Just as I was about to speak, Horace casually slipped his hand into his pocket and stepped slightly in front of me, shielding me from Steven’s intense stare. "Mr. Lancaster, why don't you ask me that question? I've been here all along."

Horace’s smile was light, but Steven’s expression turned venomous. I quickly pulled Horace behind me and faced Steven's icy glare. "He's my friend. He's here to help."

I don't know if it was my imagination, but Steven's eyes seemed to grow even colder. "Zephyra, since when do you let every stray hang around you? You really have no standards."

The nerve of that man! I shot back, "Steven, show some respect!"

A cruel smirk touched his lips. "Your uncle is sick, and instead of calling your husband, you call a 'friend.' Perhaps you should start by respecting yourself."

I didn't understand. Horace wasn't even here because I called him, but so what if he was? What was the problem? We were getting a divorce. Calling Steven would have been the strange thing to do.

"You—"

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