Female Novel
Chapter 166
Chapter 166
“Rest assured, they’re just nobodies to the Lincoln family,” Ewan replied in an indifferent tone.
Meanwhile, Steven was still holding my hand, feeling upset. Then, he deliberately showed me thecut that he got while smashing the glass. “Stephie… It hurts.”
1 took a glance at the wound on his hand.
It was bleeding, but it wasn’t as serious as the wounds he’d inflicted on himself the last.
time.
“I’ll get the first aid kit,” I said.
Then, I led Steven to the couch and sat him down before carefully tending to his wounds.
But suddenly, Steven leaned in close to me and sniffed.
At the next moment, a menacing glint appeared in his eyes for a brief moment before quicklydisappearing. “Stephie… You met up with Michael.”
I stared at Steven in disbelief.
How did he know that?
“You got his smell–bad small.” Steven frowned. novelbin
I sniffed myself and glanced at him.
Did he have the nose of a dog or something?
“He…” But before I could explain, Stevne suddenly pressed my head to his and kissed me.
I struggled to push him away, aware that Ewan and the others were still present with us. However,Ewan nonchalantly turned around and led everyone out of the room. He even closed the door!
I continued to push Steven away. But after failing to, I found myself struggling for breath. from hiskiss.
But it wasn’t even a kiss! It felt more like a punishment that left me gasping for air!
“Steve… “I called his name, getting a little nervous and scared.
Something was wrong with him.
“Steve” exclaimed in annoyance, still unable to push him away.
However, Steven simply lifted me up and headed upstairs despite his bleeding hand.
“Steve” I cried again. But for fear of falling, I dared not struggle too much. “I just happened to bumpinto him on the street. It’s not like I wanted to see him or anything. He’s just like a lingering ghost!”
I tried to explain myself to Steven, but his mood remained gloomy.
1 anew that he could be emotional and sometimes unpredictable, but… he was really frighteningme now.
“Steven… What are you doing?” 1 cautiously asked, worrying that he might lose control if Isomehow provoked him.
Michael was right being with a lunatic meant that you’d never know when you might end up gettingstrangled to death by him one day.
But despite my cries, Steven simply ignored me and carried me into the room.
After that, he started to take off my clothes in a fit of pique.
“Steve” 1 struggled, impulsively slapping him on the face in the process.
Suddenly, Steven stared at me, looking aggrieved. Then, he tightly hugged me again, saving.“Stephie… you’re mine, mine…”
His voice was trembling as he lifted my face. And as he did so, the blood from the back of his handstained my skin–feeling both searing and scalding.
For some reason, Steven’s quivering and pleading eyes deeply broke my heart.
At the same time, a voice in my mind kept telling me to hold him and coo him, telling me that he wasactually easily pleased.
Then, Steven suddenly lost control and clutched me as tight as he could. He then apologized,mumbling, “I’m sorry, Stephie… It’s all my fault. They locked me up, so you went to look for me,didn’t you? But you couldn’t find me anywhere… So, you’re punishing me now, aren’t you?”
Was he referring to the time when he was locked in the asylum for one and a half years?
“Stephie… They deserve to die… They deserve to die!” Steven cried.
1 originally intended to pet his head to calm him down, but at his words, my fingers
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stiffened, and my hand froze in mid–air.
Despite his uncontrollable shivering, his violent demeanor continued to frighten me.
“Steve… Have you ever… been involved in killing people before?” I asked in a hoarse volce.
But Steven didn’t answer and simply kept tightly holding onto me.
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“Steve, I’m suddenly… curious to know more about you,” I said as I put my hand on his
head and stroked his hair.
His hair was soft, and it smelled like shampoo.
Just as Steven had said to Zion–what was the murderer’s motive?
Perhaps I had been heading in the wrong direction all this while. I was too fixated on identifying themurderer. But perhaps I should’ve focused on uncovering the motive behind the killings instead.
I needed to unravel the truth about the fire at the orphanage. I needed to pay the doctor at theasylum a visit and find out what Steven had really gone through all this time.