Chapter 39

Steve's tall build and broad shoulders used to make me steal a few extra glances. But now, faced with the same person with nothing left but a pretty shell, I felt none of the old infatuation. I stared at him and said sternly, "Steve, you should go back." "Go where?" He shot me a glance, then casually climbed onto the bed, lying down beside me. I used all my strength to edge away to the other side. The moment I thought about how many times this man had slept with Isabel, I felt sick to my stomach. I was so disgusted that I wanted to kick him off the bed. However, the anesthesia had only just worn off, and my foot was still injured. No matter how hard I tried to move away, there was nowhere for me to go. I reminded him, "Your daughter and your lover are waiting for you at home. This place isn't suitable for you." Steve frowned lightly, then let out a soft chuckle. "Do you remember last month, when you wore lace lingerie and ran into the study trying to sleep with me? You weren't