Chapter 195

"Stephie…" I'd barely hung up the phone when Steven started his act. "Ow, it hurts." Steven raised his hand to show me the wound on his wrist. I suspected that he'd caught wind of my chat with Yasmin and was now scheming to stop me from leaving. "Didn't the doctor take care of it?" I held Steven's wrist and glanced at it. "Why would hurt yourself when you know it's painful?" With a hint of sadness in his eyes, Steven whispered, "Stephie, how about we move out and live somewhere else?" He didn't want me to stay at the Lincoln residence any longer and preferred to leave Ignatius there to fend for himself. "We've got a place." He gazed at me with determination, wanting to convey to me that this was our home. I took a moment to gather my thoughts and glanced around. Not only were the flowers in the yard ones I loved, but even the room decorations were tailored to my preferences. It appeared that he had truly been making continuous efforts all this while to create a home with me.