Chapter 699 The attic of the mountaintop villa had been cleaned thoroughly.
Under my threats, Michael had converted the attic into a sterile ward, equipped with all sorts of medical equipment.
Steven had yet to regain consciousness. He had to stay in a sterile environment in order to prevent his wounds from getting infected.
He had been living in the basement for so long. Now, he could feel the sun's warmth Steven slept for a whole 12 hours before slowly waking up. When he did, he looked at the sunlight outside the window. He probably thought he was still dreaming.
I continue to sit beside the bed watching him.
He wasn't at all shocked when he first saw me. Instead, he smiled and said, 'This dream is wonderful, Stephie." It was a wonderful dream, with sunlight andaround.
I just stared at him, my mood looking glum.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIt took Steven stto realize that he wasn't dreaming. He immediately shot up, his expression started changing. "Stephie..." He had a nervous expression as he looked around anxiously. There wasn't any hint of color on his face due to his severe injuries.
The chain on his neck clinked loudly. Steven looked down in shock, gripping the metal chain that stretched all the way to the corner of the room.
"Stephie." He started to look anxious.
I looked at him coldly as I slowly made my way over. He had clearly realized that I had regained all my memories.
"You're angry with me, aren't you, Stephie?" Steven looked nervous, staring down like a guilty puppy.
He thought I would blhim for taking matters into his own hands, for messing with my memories, and for planning all of this.
"Who do you think you are?" I reached out to pull at the chain around his neck, forcing him to look at me. How dare you be so presumptuous to think that what you're doing is for my own good, Steven?" Steven's eyes reddened as he looked away, unable to meet my eyes.
"You broughtback repeatedly and erased my memories, only to pushto someone else?" I chuckled coldly. "How dare you, Steven?' He nervously clenched his fists. "Stephie..." He couldn't say anything else other than my name.
"He's awake," Michael said, standing begrudgingly at the door. He looked at Steven and started to explain, "It's got nothing to do with me. I didn't say anything, she..." "Leave!" I yelled, looking at him angrily.
Michael swiftly turned around and fled. It was as if he knew that I might kill him if he didn't leave fast enough. "Stephie," Steven carefully called for me.
My eyes were red, and my body trembled with anger.
He looked down diffidently, unable to meet my gaze. Under the sterile bedding was his leg, which wasn't fully healed.
"Steven," I called out, cruelly pressing my hand against the wound on his leg. "Does it hurt?" My tears flowed uncontrollably.
Steven frowned and trembled in pain, yet his gaze remained downcast.
"How dare you hurt your body? You're mine-every inch of your body is mine. Did you get my permission to do this?' I asked, choked with emotions.
He did not reply to me.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"If you dare to mess with my memories again, I'll kill you first before committing suicide, Steven." I pulled at the chain, forcing Steven to faceonce again.
His eyes were red as he looked at me, and he only spoke after a while, "Stephie." He wanted to tellsomething but seemed too afraid to speak.
"Letleave, Stephie." Steven wanted to leaveto continue with his plan.
"Dream on." I pulled at his chain. "I've thrown the key away. No one will be sly away: able to let you out." "Stephie," he pleaded.
"Tellwho exactly is the mastermind behind GenSociety." I grabbed his neck.
Steven was taken aback. He then averted his gaze, seemingly fearful. "live not seen them." "You never lie to my face, Steven." I slowly tightened my grip around his neck.
He frowned, keeping his lips sealed tight.
"It's someone you know or are familiar with, right? Otherwise, why wouldn't you dare to tell me?" I made En a guess. Steven continued to remain silent.