Chapter 65

"What? Too sad to see me leave?" Steven asked with a chuckle. "As if! Go away!" Marrie scoffed coquettishly. Actually, deep down inside, she wanted Steven to stay. She only felt safe sleeping when he was around. After all, Tristan ended up dead in her yard that night. Even though Marrie was usually a strong woman, she was terrified. However, she simply couldn't put her dignity aside to admit it to Steven. It hurt her ego too much. "I'll stay if you beg me to stay," Steven said. "You're dreaming! Screw off. Just seeing your face pisses me off," she said stubbornly. "Okay. I'm going now," Steven said as he walked toward the door. Marrie's mouth moved, but she didn't say anything to stop him from leaving. "By the way, Tristan died a pretty messy death in your garden. I'm sure it was unfair for him, so make sure he doesn't return for revenge," Steven said after opening the door. "Steven!" Marrie was already scared, but now her expression changed into one of terror. She couldn't s